I had my taxes done this week. I did ok. The taxing part (see what I did there?) was each one of us had our masks on. As we should. An acrylic divider sat in the middle of the desk as protection. As it should, and we were yelling at each other to communicate.
At the end, she told me that I did well and made a final statement that I found odd. She either said I owed PITA, or asked would I donate to PITA. I repeated it and she thought I was repeating the question she asked, so she nodded “yes.”
I stated I didn’t want to donate this year and that turned her head, and the look in her eyes was telling me that we had a misunderstanding. She repeated my address. I told her that it was correct. She pulled down her mask and stated that I owed RITA (Regional Income Tax Agency) for the city I lived in.
We both had a good laugh. Words can be close like PITA and RITA, and it might be a fit to the conversation you are having. Us folks with a hearing loss are trying to put the puzzle together. Sometimes, we put the puzzle together, and sometimes it’s a piece from a whole other board. Keep talking until we catch up.