Michael: (meekly) Can you do something for me?
Me: What?
Michael: Pull up the poison ivy along the driveway?

Since I have never gotten poison ivy–even when everyone else I was with became covered in it, I’m pretty sure I’m not sensitive to it. So I get the job of removing it when Michael finds it.

Mind you, I’m not stupid. I wear gloves and use a plastic bag to pull it up and immediately wrap it up and throw it away.

But still, sometimes it’s good to be able to do something Michael can’t.