Filing Taxes Sure is Neat!

I never itemize, so things are usually easy, to the point, quick. Well, last year, I won some money at a local casino. I had all the necessary information to include that in my return, and all seemed well. The other half also had winnings from the same den of sin, and he input all of the info for his prize. His return was accepted. Strangely enough, after three electronic tries, I was denied each time, cuz the ID # for the casino did not match the IRS Masterfile. Well, is that my problem? No, but I am the one who has to deal w/ the idiocy and inconsistencies of the IRS system. I checked, rechecked, re-rechecked, and so on. It all matched up. So, why was it not accepted, when the information on the other half's return was identical? I am not sure. So now, I had to type out a letter, include copies of all the rejected emails from the online service I used, and mail it out...5 days late. Luckily, the online service states in each email that as long as the original return was on time (which it was) I would not be considered late. That remains to be seen. Both times I called the IRS for assistance, I basically was given the silent treatment. They had no course of action. One rep suggested that I retype all of the information. I did (and it was the same info that already was input), and it was rejected. Was this a computer glitch? A human error? Since it is a government office, I am inclined to believe the latter. Inconsistency is my biggest pet peeve. Why did the other half get a go ahead, and not me? I guess this is my punishment for having good luck, on my birthday, and using that luck in a casino. It is a smoky, sinful place, full of handicapped elderly woman spending their social security. Is it a punishment? I tend to believe it is all a big joke, which makes sense, cuz we are in George Bush's America. Then again, most citizens blame any and all problems on the government. I stubbed my toe. I can't reach that itch in my middle back. I can't afford my trailer! Damn that man in office! Well, allow me to join the masses.