Yeah Abby, wake up, smell the roses and count your blessings.
Len would probably enjoy working less too but he doesn’t try to foist that upon you
The grass just got greener in her own backyard.
Listen to your friend, Abby!
I complained about having no shoes, until I met a man with no feet…
Thank you, madam, for helping to put it in perspective for her.
Lucky, spoiled – tomato, tomahto