I came to the realization today that I am an intelectual whore. My moral standing, is sitting down, and for the right price I will apparently do just about anything... even taxes.
A little background is perhaps in order...
A rather tame debate on the subject of gay marriage on Silverwhisper's blog degenerated into a mud slinging contest on the subject of taxes and the degenerate type of person who would even consider having anything to do with them... words were said... (it happened near the bottom of the thread... no pun intended...)
Specificly some... self incrimating statements were made. I proclaimed loudly and proudly that I would never have anything to do with taxes, and that I would dis-own a child for pursueing a carrier in such a field.
So, naturally, what does my wife suggest we do last night?
"Hey honey, I was talking to this CPA of one of my clients and he suggested that I take a certain tax preperation class. He is willing to pay us each over twice our current rates durring tax season to help prep taxes for him... We could both take the class together and make a few extra grand a month between him and preping taxes for our other clients..."
I do believe that this is what is known as irony.
I didn't want to take the class at first, as it would add about 12 hours a week to my already busy schedule, not to mention my distaste of taxes in general... but in the end, I decided to sell out. I've decided to learn to prepare taxes, not because I like taxes, but because I like money.
This makes me not just a hyporcrite, but a whore to boot.
I am a whore, and for the right price, I will service your tax return needs. I will rent my mind by the hour, to anyone who can pay the bill and sacrafice my principles for the almighty dollar.
I think I've just discovered a new depth to the level I will stoop to in pursuit of making my movie...
I need a shower, I feel unclean...



