So get this...
Went to deposit my tax return at TD in da Pearl.
Grumbling trying to put my mask on on the wind
Wind takes the cheque out of my hand...blows sound like Dorothy In Wizard of oz before landing on the Subway sign 20 ft up....oh it gets better

So it taunts me for 15 minutes stuck in behind the "w". At this point i am livid. Wife is laughing at me. She tells me to go inside and ask if they have a ladder, oit of pure pride i refuse until is bundandently clear this thing isnt moving. So i go inside and ask.

The girls inside were delighted to hear such a ludicrous stoey break up their mundane shift but we're delighted to help. So they bring out a 5 ft step ladder, I'm 5'9 So by my calculations I am about 8 ft short of retrieving this God Damn cheque....what to do?

The wife is still laughing at me so she says what about the snow brush. It's a telescopic so maybe there's a chance...Nope, I end up pushing it further back and can't see it at all. Me nerves is gone at this point. Wide then suggests maybe wrapping some packing tape around the

Brush to see if maybe I could stick the cheque onto it. Girls go inside and bring out some tape. Let's give it a shot. By da Jesus, it worked.
Big Shout out to the workers at Subway and the wife who although laughed her ass off at me, did avoid me the agony of dealing with CRA

What a shitshow. Then I go to Timmys to get a tea to calm my nerves and a French vanilla for the missus...and through all my fun making of a co worker who drinks them regularly, I order up a French Vaginilla over the intercom....just dig a hole & bury me please

Moral of the story....don't pack your snow brush away until tax season is over.