Uncle Sam is a greedy, thieving bastard

Because my husband worked a part time job last year, we lost roughly $600 from our tax return. The only reason we're getting anything back at all is because of the child credit and having paid for child care before and after school all last year. I'm seriously contemplating having more children. Hey - it workes for other people. Heck, that lady with the 14 kids must see some kind of financial windfall every tax season, right?

My new job has officially lost its luster. I've been working on this incredibly frustrating project for a couple of weeks now, and today while attempting to wrap it up and be done with it I had to ask the manager overseeing it a couple of questions - and I was promptly lectured (rudely, in a tone of voice I very much did not appreciate) about how that was the department's money, so I had better be careful with it. Gee, thanks. Here I was, thinking that it was "play" money. I was all set to run out and buy me a pony. I hate people who are jerks because they can be. And my boss is giving me more and more work that's at a level that I'm not sure I'm prepared for. I'm having to make phone calls to ask questions no one wants asked and deal with people who make a great deal more than I do and have fancy titles to go with their salaries, but who don't seem to understand much or seem capable of what I'm being asked to do. I keep wondering why half these people work here, and what idiot agreed to pay them ungodly sums to know so little. Which leads me to wondering why I work here...