The beginning of January I had to go downtown to the government building to pick up the tax forms I needed for the company taxes from the IRS office. I first went through the 3 man security check at the front door and once cleared, I found the office I needed.
I picked a good time of the morning to go as the IRS office was completely empty. Metal shelves against the walls held every form possible and so the search began for the green form I have used once a year for the past 8 years. Searching…searching…no where to be found.
So, I turn around and go up to the only person sitting at his desk. He doesn’t acknowledge me so finally I say, “Excuse me, I was wondering if you knew where the FUTA tax form is?”
Without looking up, he says, “You need to take a number.”
I looked around at the empty office and said, “Really? I’m the only one here.”
Still not looking up he said “Ma’am, please get a number so I can help you.”
I started laughing and mumbled something under my breath about wasting tax dollars as I ripped a number off and went and stood in line.
Again. By myself.
Finally, he stood up, reached his hand for the number and so I gave it to him. He crumpled it up and threw it in the garbage can as he asked, “How can I help you?”
I just laughed as I said, “That was pointless.”
Arguing, he said, “No ma’am that is how the government keeps track. How may I help you?”
Keep track of what????
I just smiled. Asked my question. Found my form.
Then pushed my way through the crowd to the exit door.
Aren’t you so happy that when we have a question for God, we aren’t asked to “take a number”? And if anyone had the right to ask us to stand in line and wait, it would be Him.
Glad it’s G-O-D and not I-R-S we have to turn to on a daily basis!
Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.