So yeah, i've been getting out of blogging properly for a while, so sue me. But now i have something to blog about.
Ok so when i started work at the SPAR i was getting emergency taxed, this didn't bother me so much because they gave it me back wihtout much fuss, but while trying to get it sorted i realised that work had the wrong national insurance number for me, useful. So i had to give them a photo copy of an old wage slip to prove my national insurance number was right, so i did, and that not only differed to the one they had, but also wasn't mine. Trouble is i'd lost my card and couldn't be bothered to ring up the NI people and order a new card so i just left it be. Anywho chances are that i stumbled accross my NI card the other day and this is different to BOTH the NI number work have for me, and the one on my old sainsburies wage slip. To make matters more confusing for me (because by this point i was having an identity crisis) i received a letter from the tax people telling me i could now tell my employers 'James Hall & Co' my tax code which is BR. Now tax codes confuse me enough without knowing what my numbers were and where i was coming from, so i rang up the tax office and told them i didn't work for James Hall and Co, or who's ever national insurance number it was didn't work for them, so they took it off the records for whoever that person was. Anyway, turns out that James Hall and Co is the trading name of a the Spar, and it was my records i changed when i checked my NI card against the letter. Can we say retard? how annoying.
Anyway, in other news, i served a jackpot winner at work. He came in, asked me to check his 5 lottery tickets claiming that he never won anything, when the machine made a werid noise and started playing 'we are the champions' and strobe lights came down from the ceiling and we had a party on him because he was a new millionaire. Ok no, that was in my head. the machine made a weird noise and printed a ticket saying to file the claim at the lotto office, so we printed to online reports to see how many numbers he had and how much he could win. anyway he had all six numbers, and i hugged him. bless him.
that's all.
Me x
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
A matter of tax
Posted by Katie at 12:12 PM
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NI NO stuff is always confusing. Good luck with that but WHOOP WHOOP for serving a lottery winner. Sell your story to the free press. I reckon the whole strobe lighting thing would have been much cooler.
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