I’ve packed up and invoiced four—no, make that five—of the sets of vacuum tubes I sold on eBay, and now they’re ready to go to the post office tomorrow. The Kinky collection is still way below my reserve amount, but the tape deck looks like selling and I need to go find a box big enough to ship it safely.
Yesterday I processed a number of tax returns that astonished me absolutely—eight hundred eighteen in a ten-hour day! Figuring in lunch and work breaks, this works out to handling about 92 returns an hour. The previous best I’d ever done was fewer than seven hundred in ten hours. Granted, I was helped a lot by finding fistfuls of a particular error condition that only requires re-transmitting the document to re-validate and clear the return, but even so, that kind of speed is worth writing home about, for a first-year.
Nonetheless, I’m still being furloughed next Wednesday, as are all but the twenty most senior clerks in the section, who will stay on to work the trickle of correspondence replies, rejects, and odds and ends coming in between now and August peak.
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