I forgot

Whoops, I almost forget to make a blog posting. It’s about 11:30 on Wednesday night, I’d been working on assignment 6 and then read chapter 7 and took the quiz and was getting ready for bed when I realized I forgot. I forgot, though commonly used, is rarely accepted in the world of excuses. Back in about 1990, when we had our own business, we weren’t very diligent about tax records and such, but that particular year we were ready before April 15 and feeling pretty cocky, since it was the first time ever. Well, come the 15th, we were all in bed asleep when suddenly I woke up with a jolt; SHOOT!(PG) I shouted, waking my wife in alarm, we forgot to mail in our tax forms. It was about 11:30 PM. Lori said, “send it off tomorrow and tell them you forgot.” “Yeah,” I replied, “good one honey.” And I bolted from bed, through on some clothes, ran to the car and beat cheeks for the post office on Vassar. We live in the back of Lemmon Valley so by the time I got to the post office it was like less than 1 minute to midnight and the crowd outside was incredible. Since I’d already experienced the wrath of the IRS I knew I had to get that envelope time stamped before 12:00. I parked on the street, on the East side of the post office, jumped the fence and with postal security hot on my tail, ran across the compound, jumped the fence on the other side, ran in the front door (right past all the other people in line) and handed the envelope to the clerk. I had made it with 8 seconds to spare. Suffices to say I wasn’t very well liked at the P.O. that night.

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