Do You Hear What I Hear? (30 Shades of Christmas – 10)

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Do You Hear What I Hear? My phone is ringing. There aren’t too many people who know my number:

Ray my administrative assistant – He calls whenever he is late

Jack my accountant – When he has column problem

Wrong number – On that subject, “NO my name is not Doris, STOP calling!”

Telemarketers – I have won so many trips over the year… I just hang up!

Ring ring, Ring ring

“Hello” I answer.

“Hello, may I speak to Krissie Kringle please.”

“Speaking” Now I’m really wondering who it is.

“My name is Charles Dickens, I work for the Income Tax Agency, and while we were conducting an audit we found some problems with your past declarations. They will have consequences for your present and yet to come declarations.”

“OK, hum, could you talk this over with my accountant? It’s Jack Frost.”

“Mam, while I have you on the line, I would like to ask you a few questions. How many days did you work last year?”

“One day… well one night would be more precise!” I can’t help myself from giggling.

“Wow I wish I could trade job with you Mrs. Kringle. Looking at your expenses, for that one night, you declared two thousand pounds of hay and five hundred pounds of carrots; do you see what I see?” he asks.

“I’m afraid we will have to frosty all your accounts.” He adds.

“Mr. Dickens, I have a particular exemption known as the Special Annual Noel Tax Advent (Santa for short), don’t you know what I know?”

“It rings a bell, I think I’ll call your accountant to get the particulars, thank you and have a merry Christmas!”

To be continued…