IN THE OZONE

I like my accountant. He gives me good advice and always manages to get me a decent return (even the year I was unemployed). He's a goofy kind of a character that's fun to visit... once a year. I give him an annual recap of my life and how I live it that basically pertains to my income... and he fills me in on his family, his business etc. But this year he seemed a bit... distracted while filling in the numbers on my electronic file...

Accountant: (huge guffaw)

Me: What?

Accountant: It's says here you paid over $77,000.00 in fed taxes...hm... what did I press wrong here...

Me:....

Accountant: Well, OK. Seems like you'll get a similar return as last year.

Me: But I made less and spent more.

Accountant: Congrats on the new job, by the way. XXX is a good company for you to be at.

Me: Yeah, I think there's lots of potential for me there and--

Accountant: Sun, you are a resourceful woman. Which is why... (gets up and goes to the closest)

Accountant: ...I'd like to show you these mini air purifiers I'm selling. This one is the best seller - it's great for air travel. You inhale like this - yeah, you smell a little ozone, but it'll keep you from getting any of those germs on a plane.

Me:...

Accountant: (pulls out another one the size of a stapler) I have 800 of these I need to unload, if you can think of a way to do it, I'll give you $10 for every one you sell.

Me: Um.... OK.

Accountant: Good to see you. Your files should be ready to send out by Saturday.

Me: Thanks. See you next year.