By Car Johnson
I‘m an incentive junkie. If I don’t have some sort of reward, I can’t even make it to the bathroom in time. Rewards are the only way I can get through all the boring crap in my day. I mean who really wants to cut the grass or change the batteries in the smoke alarm? And why can’t your butt wipe itself?
I blame my
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