Pointless Announcements

One of the cool things about Singapore is their simplified tax code. Not only is the tax rate low (I am somewhere around 12%-15%) but the tax form is only one page long. Added to this, they don't take money off my paycheque. I am responsible for paying it at the end of the year. I can either pay it off all at once, or I can pay in monthly increments over the following year (interest free).

On top of all that, over the last couple years, I received a text message from the Tax Office to let me know that if my situation hadn't changed from the previous year, I didn't need to file. They would send me an assessment (based on my company's reporting) letting me know how much would need to be paid monthly for the following year.

Low rates and ease of service. It can be done.

 

"Don't tell me what the poets are doing
Don't tell me that they're talkin' tough
Don't tell me that they're anti-social
Somehow not anti-social enough, all right"

 

I talk to my phone. The sentence usually starts with "Goddamnit!".

 

I've taken to physically assaulting my phone lately. Probably because it's already broken and old.

 

I adore Richard Hammond. I crush so hard on that man.
Just the theme music makes me giddy.

 

Is this a thing? Do people name their phones?

My wife names things such as cars and bicycles but not her phone. I will have to check and see if she's done that.

 

My everything are named some variation of noodle or n00dle. Keeps me from forgetting stuff. My car, however, is named Helmut. Ees Volksvagen.

 

Galadriel makes a lot of sense. iPhones are not a little magical.

 

I hope that your VW is not a 2001 Jetta 1.8T with an automatic transmission.

 

Gooooo cough drop power!

 

2011 Golf TDI, DSG transmission. I love my car.
I had a '97 Jetta that I had to do all the work on for years until I got rid of it.

 

I once had a lady friend that named body parts, both hers and mine.

 

Ever the skeptic when it comes to winter storm forecasts (and, if I'm honest, it's because I love snow so much that I forcibly lower my expectations in the event that less falls than expected), I just got roped into a wager of burpees over our forecast snow totals with my trainer.

This should be fun.

 

Same here. My future wife, not the one gave the name, actually liked the name and still uses it frequently. It's the last name of a famous poet (not Longfellow ) & I'm not a fan of most poetry (his poetry is OK).

I didn't care, I was relieved that the name didn't reference a certain style of sweater.