Wednesday mornings at 745am I’m not far away…I’m at my desk for my BANG online networking group meeting (I’ve come to love those 5 minute commutes down the stairs, don’t you?) (I love networking. Maybe you’ve heard me say it before. Well, I’m saying it again). Sometimes we kick around a few ideas along with all the introductions. A few weeks ago, I asked “What do you expect out of your accountant or your bookkeeper?”

“Blueberry buns”, I said. “What?” “You asked — what’s my favourite childhood summer treat. It’s a blueberry bun”. “Never heard of it!” “Oh right, I forgot, you’re not from Toronto”.…

“Secret Agent Man, Secret Agent Man They've given you a number and taken away your name” That song kept on rolling around in my head as I sat down to write. Want to know why?

“I owe HOW much in HST? You’ve got to be kidding – I don’t have that in the bank”. My client stared at the report in shock. We had finally straightened out his past-due federal Harmonized Sales Tax (HST) return. Now that he knew what he owed – he needed to figure out how he was going to pay it–since he’d already spent the money he’d collected. Oops.