Chad, Chad’s a dick. We had come to this arrangement where he looked after my stuff for free, but now he’s selling it all. No, of course I never asked him if he wanted anything in return for the service—I’m not made of money!
But hey, now you mention it, it is kinda weird that he was doing stuff for me and not expecting anything in return. Maybe I should’ve thought that was weird at the start, and shouldn’t really be surprised that now he’s changing his mind about the whole thing. So, maybe I should shut my damn mouth and stop whinging like a little girl. [XKCD]
