The gotdamn company i used to work for never sent me a w2 and I finally found out why; they outsourced writing up and mailing their employees w2s to a different company. But nobody i talked to on the phone at corporate could mention this until I finally, after dozens of calls and being transferred around got through to the tax office without being hung up on/dropped by the cell service which is abysmal in these mountains. Then I called this other company, first time got through to some woman with a southern accent so I presume she was American but that call got cut off. Every time after that I get women from India, because of course we'll outsource our goddamn private information regarding taxes and my identity to a foreign country. I give them the name of the company I work for, nope, sorry that doesn't match what it says in their database. They're nitpicking because I didn't use the correct nomenclature when referring to them. So I have to get on Google and look up their official corporate name and give them that before they'll let me continue. But then they want my address, and I give it to them, but again I didn't say it /exactly/ like the hr manager wrote it down, so they refuse to let me continue, but they admit i told them the correct city, the correct street, the correct zip code, they're fucking nitpicking because I said 1111 apartment c instead of 1111c. I had to fucking clarify for them how American street addresses work before they admit I was right and let me continue. By then I've called them three separate times. Now they want even more identifying information, they gotta ask me fucking questions. How old is my dad, where does my brother currently live, what month was my mother born in, which towns have I lived in previously. And of course I have to take this quiz twice, because I got an answer wrong. Some woman in India knows how old my father is and where my brother lives, which is probably what I got wrong because we don't talk anymore. They know where I lived while I was in high school. They know what address is on my driver's license. I don't even know how the American corporation they're filling in for got all this info about my family. Only I worked for the company that outsourced their taxes. I am livid at this point. But it gets worse. They demand a $25 fee for sending first class mail through USPS. It would cost me like $2 to send an envelope with a piece of paper first class to someone anywhere in the country. Are they fucking printing it out in India and sending it by air or some bullshit? Of course I ain't paying for that, so I get to wait 2 more weeks. My taxes are already past due and I still don't have a goddamn w2 from these fuckwads that couldn't be arsed to just mail it to me themselves or let me pick it up in the office. No, gotta call corporate. Who also can't do shit.