Posted on 27 June 2014.
Last weekend I went out on a drive down to my birth place. I needed to see how the young trees I had planted on the patch of land grandpa willed on me were fairing. The weather has been quite unfair, and I was not so sure I could trust the gardener to treat the trees with the tender love and care they deserve. He is new in the job, so it will take some time for him to get up to speed.
A few miles after pulling over from the main highway, I see a truck parked precariously beside the road. A tall, slender guy is standing beside it, donning a jersey t-shirt, a cowboy hat and black-lensed sunglasses. He tries to wave me down for help, so I oblige.
His name is Mark, and his engine just broke down (which is something that usually never actually happens he tells me). Don’t we all have a right to think our toys are the most wonderful and dependable ever made? Mark wonders if I could perhaps give him a ride.
Guy must have had to stay on that dirty road for a while. Dust has settled on him so thick, the hairs on his long arms are dotted on red dust.
“So, do you go down this road a lot?” Mark asks me.
“Just when I have to, I was born down here, but my family moved to the city when I was a boy. I just have a few projects going that need my attention. And you, what do you do?” I ask him.
“I own a tax relief company.”
“Oh, you do!” I can’t help hide the surprise, and resentment too.
“I get it. You got a thing or two against tax relief companies. Most people do. May I ask, what did they do you for?”
I go on to explain how I was conned and swindled by some half-rate tax relief company I had consulted for my tax problem. I had fallen back on my taxes and got deep into debt when a project I was investing in had failed to pull through.
“I will never forgive those guys. They had promised to help, but sunk me even deeper into debt. They made a fool of me, took me on a ride, and tried to take almost everything I still had left to my name! It is a miracle I even made it through without filing bankruptcy!”
Even during my sincere outrage, I realized that Mark had said nothing. He had maintained silence, just listening to me vent it out on him.
After I had paused and heaved a sigh, he asked, “You said you had set up a tree nursery, are you a farmer or something?”
“Not exactly. I am into environmental conservation. I grow tree seedlings for sale in local nurseries.”
Mark lit all up. “You know, I am kind of in the same thing too. Actually, the reason I’m going down here is so I can give out some environmental-friendly tree seedlings for the natives to plant near the rivers to control erosion.”
I couldn’t imagine the owner of a tax relief company having anything to do with the general good of society!
“Actually, I am aware of that project myself. I’m just yet to get my hands on the new recommended seedlings. The ordinary gum tree was found to dry up water sources.” I tell him.
We arrive at the nearest gas station, and Mark says he has a tree nursery in the heart of the hill. He does not want me to go too much out of my way, so he’ll walk his way up. Walk? In this heat? I insist to drive him up. He offers to help me get the tree seeds planted, and maybe come check on my young trees with me.
From the point on, we go on with a mutual understanding and respect for one another. We talk more and more, and get to know each other better. After helping out with the tree planting, the villagers serve us local delicacies for lunch and we share a lively chat and discussion on different topics.
By evening, leaving the hills together, Mark and I are almost brothers.
After talking more with him about the company he runs, and the various services they offer, I begin to think that maybe I had been too harsh in judging such companies. I realize that along with the swindlers, there are genuine tax relief companies that really are out there to help people, and it was my fault I got swindled by a bad one. I should have done my research on the company to consult, make sure it is certified, licensed and regulated by the responsible bodies, such as the BBB.
Mark’s Tax Relief Company seemed to be a very legitamite company, who actually wanted to help people. Mark was saying how they offered free consultations to anyone who called in, and would never promise to deliver any kind of results before they actually knew the whole story behind your tax debt.
I have to say, I was very impressed with how Mark carried himself, and will highly recommend him as a great company to work with. Not only does he have honor behind his word, but he loves the environment too!