{"id":269,"date":"2011-07-27T23:23:28","date_gmt":"2011-07-27T23:23:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/brucebramson.com\/2011\/07\/27\/the-fickle-finger-of-fate-at-m-y-o-b-2\/"},"modified":"2011-07-27T23:23:28","modified_gmt":"2011-07-27T23:23:28","slug":"the-fickle-finger-of-fate-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brucebramson.com\/?p=269","title":{"rendered":"THE FICKLE FINGER OF FATE. . ."},"content":{"rendered":"

. . .\u00a0 FUCKS ME AGAIN!<\/strong><\/p>\n

A week later, a new trauma!<\/p>\n

5 March 1968<\/strong><\/p>\n


\nHello\u2014<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Well, the IRS has done it again. The enclosed are more or less self-explanatory. With 10,000 miles between us, they\u2019re lucky, because if they\u2019d pulled this with me there I\u2019d have blown 450 Golden Gate\u2019s roof off as soon as I could get over there. As it is, I think my letters may convey some dissatisfaction with these events\u2014and who knows? may even get some results!<\/em><\/p>\n

What really tees me off is that I struggled to get that paid off before I left just so it wouldn\u2019t be hanging over my head\u2014and here it is right back on me again. Further, I have obligations to the bank (the loan) which will of course be more than fully covered as soon as my first paycheck comes through, which should be in a few days.<\/em><\/p>\n

The typed copy is a copy of the hand[written]-job I actually sent, typed tonight on a Remington I borrowed from the hotel\u2014but it has a VN keyboard that\u2019s really weird, hence all the goofs! As they say here, \u201cSin Loi\u201d (essentially, sorry about that!).<\/em><\/p>\n

If I never earn another taxable cent in the U. S., it will be too G\u2013 D\u2014\u2013 soon!!!<\/em><\/p>\n

Agitatedly!!
\nBruce<\/em><\/p>\n

Here are the enclosures:<\/p>\n

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Can you tell I was pissed-off?<\/p>\n

Even after 41 years, I feel obliged to redact these: I don\u2019t trust the IRS not to come after me once again! But the supreme irony here is that, moments after I mailed the letters irretrievably, I remembered who Mr. S. E. XXXX was: he was handicapped, with a withered hand. My remark about his \u201cleft hand not knowing what his right hand was doing\u201d must have struck him as intentional, although in fact it was not. Whatever: the matter lay buried in his in-basket as long as he could safely leave it there before my money was refunded.<\/p>\n

The fact is, I was royally pissed by this event! But, other than write letters, I could do nothing. It turned out the very last payment I gave the IRS just before leaving for VN was posted to someone else\u2019s account, so my account turned up unpaid. This was proved by the various numbers on the cancelled check, and eventually I got my money.<\/p>\n

Note my reference to getting my first paycheck: we were paid in arrears, that is, after each month\u2019s \u201cwork\u201d had been completed. There was an additional couple of weeks while time-sheets were recorded and so forth, then the checks were sent to our designated banks and a memo came to us in VN. Our per-diem came in the form of MPCs and some Dong. Oddly enough, we could\u2014and did\u2014write checks on our accounts states-side and use them in country (to pay rent, for example). But we could not cash them for US Green.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ll be back with more about these fascinating times in a few days.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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NEXT<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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