Like when the military tells you they'll help you get your taxes done for free.
But we fell for it. We drove all the way to the other side of town where this "free tax preperation" session was being held. We even woke up extra early to be the first in line.
At this point we're thinking: Yes! We're on the right track! And we were called in almost right away. But once we sat down next to our tax consultant, we could feel something wasn't right.
Superman introduced me as his wife, and yet the tax consultant asked if he was single. (Umm.. heellooo! Have you seen my big honkin ring lately!?)
Then we hand over our first 1099, and the tax lady from hell looked confused.
"What is this?" she said.
"Uh, it's a 1099," Superman responded.
"I don't know what that is. Let me go ask someone what 1099 is," she said.
Right then, we had a truly married moment. We didn't have to say a thing or even look at each other to know what we were thinking.
The rest was a blur. How we got from tax prep nightmare session to car to home to desk, I have no clue. But just know that four hours later we wrapped up our taxes (on our own for the first time!). Then we went out for one of our last date nights we'll have in a long time, and we laughed at our day until it hurt. Oh lordy...