Mr. Capp: You need to cut the grass.
Me: I thought you’d hired someone.
Mr. Capp: I fired him.
Mr. Capp: One day he just showed up and walked into the house unannounced. Now, people might think that’s folksy and small-town-neighborlike, but he and I have a commercial relationship, not a personal one.
Me: Well, I guess it’s nice to have such delineations.
Mr. Capp: This is the sort of thing you should be blogging.
Me: I get that a lot.