This morning as I left for work my landscaper rolled up to conduct his usual bi-weekly lawn maintenance. I waved to him and anticipated the inevitable “Your grass is cut, you can pay me now” text (I’m paraphrasing). Like clockwork my phone pinged, however this time it was joined with the little passive aggressive shame …
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