The Importance of Being Idle

Over Tired, Under Paid

I stayed up waaaaaaaaay too late last night chatting with a certain someone. The thing about staying up late is this: there comes a point at which you've stayed up so ridiculously stupidly late that it suddenly seems pointless to go to sleep, cos the three or four hours sleep you're gonna get aren't going to be enough anyway, so you just keep talking and talking until you realise that actually you're wrong and three hours sleep suddenly seems like a bloody good idea!
I got disturbing post this morning: the Inland Revenue wants me to repay them £1200 that they claim I owe them for overpaid tax credits. Naturally I've already called the Revenue and told them that I dispute their calculations, and they told me to call another line which was accuratley described as "very busy", cos I've not actually been able to get through to anybody on it yet. Reading around on the whole "tax credit overpayment" fiasco, I notice that the Revenue are actually playing this whole thing very close to their chests and not really explaining how they fucked it up so badly, or how often they are letting things slide... The whole thing is of course ridiculous: the whole point of tax credits was to help those on incomes below what the government considers the poverty level to survive, so to be turning round and then asking these same people (like me!) to suddenly pay back a grand or more is insane. Still, we live in a crazy world. I think I have a strong case for not giving them a penny though, and I intend to FIGHT THE POWER!

posted by BadMonkey @ 11:58 AM