Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Ma'am

As a freelance artist/writer, half of all of the money I make goes to taxes. The logic behind this is that freelancers don't get benefits or have regular salaries where they make enough to live. Anyways, as a self-employed person I can also deduct most of the things that I purchase. These two facts combined mean that I need to go to an accountant to help me with my taxes. As of now I do not have an accountant, so I called one that was recommended to me by my friend and fellow cartoonist, David Sipress. Here is how the conversation went:

Me: Uhhhh, hi, one minute (plug phone into charger), sorry about that.
Receptionist: Mm.
Me: IIIIIIIIIIIIII, I'm a friend of, David Sipress recommended me to you, and I guess I wanted to know how much Marty charges.
Receptionist: You would actually have to speak to him. Can you hold?
Me: Of course, of course, sure, go ahead, no problem.
[I am put on hold]
Receptionist: Ma'am?
Me: Pardon?
Receptionist: He is not in, do you want to leave a voicemail?
Me: O.K.
etc.

Did you notice anything weird about that conversation? Remember: I am a man.

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