I saw her coming as I carried my tea down the hall.

"Rita!" she called. "Before you leave us for your dream job, there are a few things I want you to blog about."

I paused. Taxes? NOT AGAIN.

I turned slowly. I've actually blogged about taxes before. (Find my headline in this article.) (I'll give you one guess.) Some of my posts can only be found via the Wayback Machine.

Please don't ask me to blog about taxes.

"I want you to blog about how great my butt looks." And then she threw back her head and laughed and laughed.

I sighed with relief. That, my friends, I can do.

I will miss my dear friends here at H&R Block. I will miss our Chipotle lunches. I will miss checking in with the Ultra-Pool. Believe it or not, the people who build online and software tax products are actually wicked funny, as one must be in order to spend years in this business arguing over semantics with Harvard-educated tax lawyers.

I don't care if you went to Harvard. That word does not mean what you think it means.

So, my friends, I'm sorry to go. Sneak onto Twitter and follow me. Please don't give my cube to a tool. And for God's sake, kick some tax.