Tax Season (Part 2)

So Matt and I finally decided to just go to H&R Block to get our taxes done because I wanted "people" like the commercials said. So I got online, looked at some employees profiles, and on an individual with a lot of tax experience... 38 years seemed good enough to me. Not once did it cross my mind that 38 years of experience meant that this person could be close to seventy. When we got to our appointment, we were greeted by an elderly lady who had to wear special shoes to help her walk evenly. At her desk, she had a coughing fit for at least ten minutes, and kept touching Matt's arm. Matt kept kicking me under the table everytime she touched him which of course had me cracking up the entire time. The whole time she was fillng out the form little error windows kept popping up and she would turn to us and ask "Now what does that mean?" Uh... lady... we are not "tax professionals" that's why we are here. Everytime we said something she would shout "HUH?" and halfway through the form she had to ask another elderly lady dressed in a full purple polyester suit named Bobbie to help. They couldn't figure out the problem so decided to just move on. Needless to say I'm a little bit concerned about an audit, but after asking her several times if H&R Block was going to back us up if the IRS came after us, she assured me that they "guaranteed their work". So it looks like we may be going to prison afterall. At least we will have the Golden Girls keeping us company...