A 10th of a Second of Pain

Ever find yourself in a taxing situation? I just filed my US federal income taxes. Per normal course, shock and depression quickly set in at the sizable chunk of change flowing from paycheck to treasury. We’re talking 16% of income (and that’s fed only – ignoring state, local, sales, and other taxes). That’s like working two months out of the year just to support my favorite uncle (Sam). Then, as usual, reason set in. It’s all in how one looks at things. How big of a burden is this really? A few calculations revealed that I only kept the national government running for approximately one tenth of a second (0.1 s). How can that be too much to ask? Now that the pain of paying is over, I feel better already.

PowerPoint Is My Brother

I gaze up at the enormous icon. Twenty years it has taken me to learn what kind of smile is hidden beneath the bullet fields and pie chart. O cruel, needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast! Two gin-scented tears trickle down the sides of my nose. But it is all right, everything is all right, the struggle is finished. I have won the victory over myself. I love PowerPoint.