My grandmother died recently.
She gave me a lot of advice over the years.
Her best advice was to never take any shit from anyone.
Always pay fair market value for it.
And keep the receipt, just in case you want to exchange it for something else.
Like a sweater, or a coffee pot.
Or, if they give you the shit, be courteous and give shit right back to them.
Be sure that it’s a fair exchange of shit.
In volume, quantity, and velocity.
And, I suppose, ferocity.
When she died, she shat herself.
And left it all to me.