December 30, 2003 Dilbert’s at the Tax Office
That’s what I hate about the fucking dilbert’s that work in the Tax office in Hong Kong. Automatons every one of them. No fucking thinking. No communication from the tax office since they had the wrong address. So they’ve charged me for not paying my taxes (which I’m disputing). They DID NOT give me all the tax returns that I needed to fill in when I asked them how many tax returns did I NOT receive from their office due to their incompetence. Then when I asked for my letter of release they fobbed off some shit letter to me which wasn’t my letter of release. Lying little shits. Now it turns out I have to pay more tax which they had left out. And a day before New Year’s Eve and Day, I’m screwed to get hold of that amount of cash in such a short space of time.
So after lunch (we wouldn’t dream of disrupting their precious lunch break!) we’re off back to the tax office again. This time I’m embracing the gweilo approach and going to raise a shit storm. And once that has made me feel better, I’ll bring it back down to rationale level and talk to these fuckers like they’re children.
So it will be another couple of days before I get my salary for December. My company’s also being quite anal about it. But maybe they are liable for my taxes if I don’t pay. The amount of trust this company has in me amazes me sometimes.
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