is a great line from a favourite book of mine. But dang Caesar can be a pain in the arse sometimes.
Now he wants to review my Taxes from last year. He wants to see receipts and files and cancelled cheques. He wants me to get letters written by other people proving my math and supporting my claim. He wants me to go online and print off forms and fill them out. And, because he wouldn't accept my change of address request the last time we spoke, he sent the letter to our old address, which took an extra week to get here to our new address so the thirty day limit I have to return all the information is now down to 15 days.
Dang Caesar I don't need this now.