I stormed into the office with a large frown on my face. The man at the counter raised his head up, and looked at me. "Good day, Miss. What would you like?"
"First of all, this isn't a good day. It's a horrible day. Second, I would like you to fix the road that I was already taxed to fix, so that more damage won't be caused to the car I'm taxed annually to drive, which was purchased with the income you already taxed, and is now at the garage of my home that is highly taxed."