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Tax time can tax the nerves

   I met with my accountant, Frank, last week to discuss my 1991 taxes. I usually wait until the last minute, but I decided to be responsible for once and get it done a week early.
   Actually, now that I think about it, Frank called me. It seemed he had some time on his hands and wanted to start working on my return. It made me a little nervous to have an accountant with free time the week before April 15, but Frank simply claimed he was a victim of the recession.
   Quite a few of my clients are cutting costs by doing their own returns this year," he said. "Our business is definitely down."
   Something about the way he said it bothered me. I felt he wanted to add, "but we’ll be fine after we’re through billing you." But I’m sure it was just my paranoia peeking through.
   Besides, there’s only so much he can do to me. I mean, for me. I give him the information, he organizes it, dumps it in his computer and VOILA, I’m broke.
   It’s as simple as that. Perhaps I’d be far more eager to complete my return if I ever received a refund, but owning your own business seems to automatically dictate that April 15 will be the most miserable day of the year.
   Without getting too complicated, I’ll try and explain what I perceive as the perennial problem.
   It’s called short-term debt.
   There never seems to be enough cash to pay both the principal on the debt, which is of course non-deductible, and taxes. During the year, I quite often have to make the choice of paying estimated taxes or paying the bank.
   The bank always gets the nod. The decision is based on my desperate rationalization that by the end of the year some disaster will have struck that will drastically lower my income, thereby confirming my piddling estimated tax deposits.
   Fortunately, that rarely happens. Unfortunately, the cash needed to pay the taxes that are now due, including a penalty, has been paid to the bank to pay off short-term debt.
   Of course, I can take great solace in knowing I am building equity in the business. This means that I will be able, once these short-term debts have been paid down, to borrow more short-term debt to pay taxes. Then the cycle begins again.
   What happens is that I am always one year behind in paying taxes, always catching up. I’ll borrow short-term to pay 1991 taxes, pay off debt in1992, then borrow in 1993 to pay 1992 taxes.
   It doesn’t seem to get any worse, but then again, it never seems to improve much, either. Without an outstanding year to obliterate the debt once and for all, the cycle is destined to repeat.
   I realize it’s a nice problem to have. The fact that I owe taxes means the business is successful. But what I need is the Internal Revenue Service to give me one free year of income so I can get out of this cash rut.
   Since that’s not likely to happen, I told Frank to come up with some creative accounting.
   "Creative what?" he asked when I broached the subject.
   "Creative accounting," I repeated. "There must be some way to get out of this rut."
   Frank shrugged. "Double your income."
   "Super advice," I said. "What do I owe you for your wisdom?"
   "Be glad you’re a little person who pays taxes," he said, "The big people, like Leona Helmsley, go to jail."
   He made his point, but I was still looking for a tidbit of creativity. True to the accounting profession, I wasn’t going to get it.
   By the end of last week, I got the word. Frank had run the numbers, and as expected, I was faced with a sizable tax bill, including the dreaded penalty for not making all the required estimated tax deposits throughout 1991.
   "Do you have the cash to cover it?" asked Frank, concerned that I would go under before paying his bill.
   "I’ll find it somehow," I replied, knowing the answer was renewed debt and also that other creditors, except the bank, would have to wait to be paid. I made a mental note to make sure Frank’s bill was paid before 1995.
   "One other thing," said Frank. "Don’t forget our estimated tax deposits for 1992 or you’ll be hit with another penalty."
   "Thanks a lot. When’s the first one due? I can never remember."
   "April 15."
   How cruel.

 

 

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