I was supposed to get my backlog of taxes done by the end of April. I didn’t – although I did get 2006 mailed off on April 28.
When I called the CRA to tell them I’ve mailed 2006 and please put that on my record, the dude said that because the other years are still outstanding, he has to refer my case to another department and they might follow up to ask why I didn’t get it all done in the 60 days they allotted me.
Can I just say, it would be a perfectly fair question to ask me why I didn’t get each year of taxes done immediately, back when it was first due. I wouldn’t have a good answer for that, but it would be a logical thing to ask. But asking me why didn’t you get seven years of back taxes done in 60 days just seems kinda…stupid to me. I didn’t get it all done because I needed to find slips of paper and scraps of information from up to eight years ago. Duh.
Also, though, I’ve just recently noticed that each tax form requires information from the previous year’s assessment, which means I can only do one year at a time and wait for that to be processed before moving on to the next. There may be a way around this, though, and I’m gonna call the CRA and check (if the line ever stops being busy…). If I do need the precise information from a previous assessment in order to do the following year’s taxes, though, then I wouldn’t have been able to get it all done in time even if I’d mailed in my completed 2006 forms the day after the CRA told me to get caught up.
Anyway. I just wanted to observe that the interrogation I may be about to receive is ridiculous. I’m probably going to be charged penalties for my procrastination anyway, so what is even the point of giving me a verbal scolding and making me admit that I was wrong? Barraging me with questions about why I fail at life seems awfully vindictive – like it’s not enough that I know I fucked up, I’m trying to make it right, and I’m ready to endure the consequences of my actions; no, they need me to feel humiliated. Jesus Christ, I might as well be dealing with my fucking parents.
A simple “Hey, you fucked this up – make it right by [deadline] or we’ll charge you extra fees” seems like the proper way for the government to handle this.
I might not get the verbal bitchslap, anyway; sounds like the way it works is I get added to the naughty list and the government spins a wheel to decide which random person to call. My name might not actually come up. But if it does, it sounds like I’m in for a really annoying conversation.