In favor of the flat — tax, not tire

Nobody likes taxes, except the government (and Democrats). So writing a post lamenting the tax structure is preaching to the biggest (non-Democrat) choir ever. But somehow, this particular pulpit is irresistible, especially at this time of year.

My business (i.e., me, myself, and I) is organized as a sole proprietorship, the easiest structure I could find. I purposely didn’t do anything fancy like an LLC (Limited Liability Company) because of the extra record-keeping required (basically, I would have to act like a corporation, pay myself a salary, issue stock, and hold annual shareholder meetings and such, with me, myself, and I in attendance. Puhlease. I can be as delusional as the next person, but that’s just painful.)

Yet, even my simple, cash-based business requires the services of a CPA to do my taxes. Believe me, I tried to do them myself. I always did my taxes myself before (yes, a real 1040, not just the EZ). But being in business — even the simplest of businesses — makes that all but impossible.

Every year, I compile my tax information as soon as I get the necessary forms. All of my clients who paid me over $600 are required to send me a 1099-MISC form by January 31, documenting how much they paid me. Surprisingly, not all of them do, but I dutifully report all of my income anyway. I fill out a “tax organizer” my CPA provides to send this information, with a list of my business expenses, to him. He then figures out how these numbers translate into taxes owed. He also figures in my husband’s half of our joint-filing equation (an easier, W-2 deal).

For this service, we pay our accountant $325, which gets added as one of my business expenses on next-year’s taxes in a perpetual “robbing Peter to pay Paul” loop.

Now, I love our accountant, he does an excellent job, and I don’t begrudge him his fee at all. What I do begrudge is the fact that I need him at all. C’mon — I’m not GM here. I’m not even a doctor, lawyer, or Indian chief. I’m a hack, earning a modest salary. Why does it take a CPA to do my taxes? Why are allowable business expenses so hard to calculate? Why is the tax structure so darn complicated? And why aren’t I, as an individual, paying the same tax rate as every other individual, regardless of what I do for a living?

Why shouldn’t someone making $5,000 a year pay the same tax percentage as someone making $50 million? One rate for everyone. Sure sounds fair and democratic (in the best sense of the word 😉 ).

Maybe my taxes would always be more difficult because I’m self-employed. Knowing what is and isn’t an eligible business expense, and how to depreciate things like furniture and equipment, might always be beyond the average sole proprietor.

But it would make me happy to know that whatever my bottom line turns out to be, I’ll be paying out the same percentage of it as everybody else. Well, maybe not happy. Satisfied? No, not really satisfied. How about decidely less annoyed? Yes, I’m willing to commit to that wholeheartedly: I will be decidedly less annoyed at doing taxes and paying taxes if we are all on equal footing and paying the same rate.

How’s that for preaching to the choir?

Question: “I understand that Congress is considering
a so-called ‘flat’ tax system. How would this work?” 

Answer: “If Congress were to pass a ‘flat’ tax, you’d
simply pay a fixed percentage of your income, and
you wouldn’t have to fill out any complicated forms,
and there would be no loopholes for politically connected
 groups, and normal people would actually understand
the tax laws, and giant talking broccoli stalks would
come around and mow your lawn for free, because
Congress is NOT going to pass a flat tax,
you pathetic fool.” 
                                                         ~ Dave Barry

You do what all day?

My sister and I had the opportunity before my mother’s ankle surgery last week to accompany her to the pre-op room. I don’t think this is normally allowed (we seemed to be the only family members in there), but we wanted to speak to the anesthesiologist and were permitted to do that in pre-op.

It was quite fascinating. I had been in post-op after my dad’s heart surgery, which was awful (I’ve never seen anybody so white, and quivering from the anesthesia), and in the ICU a few times, but never pre-op. It was like an ER, with lots of “slots” for beds and many people in scrubs and booties scurrying around doing their thing, which included taping the doctor’s name to the patient’s gurney, taping a note if the patient still needed to be “marked” for surgery, taking vitals, administering shots and IVs, and checking and rechecking to make sure they had the right patient slated for the right surgery. We talked to nurses, the CRNA, the anesthesiologist, and her surgeon, who all explained what they would do. Everyone was kind and matter-of-fact as they went about their life-and-death jobs.

All the while, I kept thinking, “How do people do this every day?” It was about as far away from my solitary desk and computer and “oh crap, e-mail’s down” worries as it could be. Nothing I do is even remotely critical (“My God, a typo! What will we do?), yet for these folks and millions of medical professionals in thousands of hospitals, it’s all in a day’s work.

It got me thinking: Along with “take your daughter to work” day, I wish they had “take anybody to work” day so I could see more of what others do day to day. It’s fascinating. Maybe I’d finally discover what I really want to be when I grow up. For sure I’d continue to marvel at people whose skills and talents are so vastly different from mine.

Nothing is really work unless you would
rather be doing something else.
 
                           ~ James Matthew Barrie

Proving yourself, again.

I had a call the other day from a potential client, someone who had been referred to me by a mutual (writer) colleague. The caller manages the writing side of a marketing communications firm in town, and was inquiring whether I was interested in doing some work with them.

She didn’t have a specific project, but wanted to know if I had ever done X and Y projects for industries A and B. My first thought was to point her to my Web site — it has info about the work I’ve done and several project write-ups. Apparently she had been there and not seen what she wanted, so called me looking for more.

It was certainly a legitimate request. If I was in charge of hiring writers to work for my company’s valued clients, I’d darn well make sure they were up to snuff. But still, it rankled a little.

Didn’t she trust the guy we both know who referred me? Didn’t she think I actually wrote the samples on my Web site? Or was it more that the client testimonials are fake? And yes, I’ve written about a hundred such projects X and Y, and no, I haven’t actually written for industries A and B, but unless they speak a language other than English, I think I’ll be OK. (I’ve been doing this almost 20 years, lady.)

Or maybe it rankled because within an hour I had sent her an e-mail with 5 samples along the lines she was looking for, and she couldn’t be bothered to respond. Not even, “Thanks for the samples; we’ll be in touch if we have a need.”

I know it’s a silly thing to get annoyed over. Meryl Streep still has to audition, Donald Trump still has to negotiate the deal, every incumbent still has to get reelected — we all have to prove ourselves every day, seemingly no matter what our reputation or track record. And I do get virtually all my business on referral, and rarely do they ask for samples and such, so it’s not like I have to go through this all the time. I shouldn’t let it get to me.

But, if she never calls me for a project, I won’t lose sleep over it. If she does call me, well, that’s another dilemma. I don’t really enjoy doing projects X and Y, and industries A and B are not that interesting…I guess pondering that decision is another post for another time.

Those are my principles, and if you
don’t like them…well, I have others.
                             ~ Groucho Marx

P.S. After I posted this, it occurs to me: Wouldn’t it be interesting to hear her interpretation of our conversation? Maybe she’d say, “Well, she sounded kind of annoyed I was even asking, and she doesn’t have experience in the industries we work with. I don’t need to work with someone like that…”

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