Its the time of the year when every working adults file in for income tax. No doubt, my father is one of them.

I was in the midst of preparing notes for my tuition student when he budged into my room asking me to follow him to Uncle Yap's (if I didn't get his name wrongly) place, to file his income tax online.

I really don't understand my old man sometimes. He could have gotten me to do it online (directly) but he chose to seek Uncle Yap's help dragging me along. He thinks that I am incapable of doing this simple task for him.

At Uncle Yap's place, Yap thought that I could have done it for him at home, but my dad went on complaining how careless I am, that even though I completed the online file-in in a short time, I'm very careless with numbers and all. He was not at all greatful. I didn't bother to say much at Yap's place. All I did was concentrate on getting the things done and my conversations were mainly with Yap. I was ignored my dad's whining all the time in the background when we were doing the income tax. He was still nagging and complaining about me until Yap looked at me and told me, "You know how stubborn your dad can be," I made sure my dad can hear my reply, "YOU BET!"

Thats the end of the complaining part.

While doing the tax shit online, I came to realize that teenagers/young adults/Y generation people (including myself) are extremely impatient. While doing the tax filing, I could tell how careful Yap was, looking through every single detail and affirming that he was clicking on the right button before clicking on it. I admit that I was only briefly reading through the details before confirming my options. He was careful, slow but steady. And me, brief, hasty and careless (like my father said).

The only thing that I can push the blame on to is the development of the internet. How fast we are able to get information in the click of our mouse. We get whatever we want online within seconds. Anything that loads for more than 5 secs is considered snail.

We tend to miss out important details. Sometimes I wish I could slow down a little to be critical about details but the fast paced society now does not permits that. If you slow down, you're inefficient, YOU'RE OUT!

That was what I came to conclusion from this incident. I was glad that I didn't rebut on my dad's comments cause he MIGHT just be right. But nevertheless, I felt that he could have been more greatful to me for doing his tax for him. Not even a word of thanks. Thats my dad.

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