Scott and I have funny conversations regarding careers. I was reading various job descriptions to him over the phone and saying well, I could do this, I could do that maybe I should move to Paris or Somerville, blah blah blah. Scott says “I only worked two hours total this month. One hour on two days, two weeks apart.” And then he said, everything’s perfect just don’t touch anything. For a week at least.
Maybe that’s why we get along so well?