The one extraneous assignment I did have to deal with today was getting Tim's new truck insured. Why is Tim getting a new truck? Because he wants one. He doesn't need a new truck, but the Boss's old truck is showing some wear, and Tim wants a new truck, bigger and more loaded with features than his old one.
If Tim didn't want a new truck, the Boss would get a new truck. The Boss doesn't care about features, and he doesn't need a mammoth truck. He's such a bad driver that I'd rather see him driving a smaller, newer truck than Tim's old monster truck. I'd feel a little safer about the future of the company (and the other drivers of California and Nevada).
But Tim wants a new truck. And now Tim has his new truck, fully insured, and the Boss has a death machine. Tim gets a new truck more often than he has time to get rid of his old ones, or even pay them off. That's why I'm making monthly payments on three (and now four) company vehicles, when there are only two drivers.
I'll say this for Tim, though. He got rid of my old Honda for me. He didn't get me any money, but at least my name is off the title, a couple of weeks before the registration is due. That's all I asked him to do with it, except to keep me out of it as much as possible. I appreciate having things like that handled for me, so much so that I don't complain about the petty chores he asks me to do.
To him. I don't complain to him. I do complain to you, here, as you well know.