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Yeah, But You Get W2s

Lowen Baumgarten

31 Jan 2012 — 1 min read

Everybody thinks working for yourself is a cake walk, until it comes time to do your taxes. All of you that have to put on pants and schlep to an office and smile at the receptionist everyday, I pity you most of the time. But when I'm buried in 1099s and squinting at a 19-tab Excel spreadsheet that lays out a year of my life in excruciating detail, when I find out I can't deduct my whole phone bill, or I didn't keep receipts from Kinkos, then it's your turn to pity me.

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"Why are you in such a bad mood?"

"Mmph," I growled and went back to my number crunching.

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