We're back-and-forthing via email (family coming from Los Angeles, Scotland, Milwaukee, Manhattan, Boston) to plan Thanksgiving dinner. My query about whether the shopping list should call for whole squash or packages of cut-up chunks brings this response, from someone I still regard as one of the young women:
It annoys me to pay people to cut up squash...it is just not that hard to do.
I'd like to think I felt that way at her age, but I can't remember. At any rate -- these days I'm the exact opposite of annoyed. Almost anything is indeed that hard to do, and I'm delighted if I can find someone else to do it.