The Felon's IRS is a Horror Show (Part II)

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1. I worked at an IRS center in the last year of the Reagan nightmare.

That place was so effed up, it was a wonder a refund ever got out of it. One day, I found a million-dollar check on the floor, under a rack of waiting tax returns. Those were supposed to have been removed at the envelope-opening stage, coded, and sent to the payment processing unit. But in my unit, which marked up returns for data entry, we found literally hundreds of checks that had been missed at the initial point. It was a zoo, staffed with employees who probably should have been sweeping office floors or flipping burgers.