As I was leaving for the grocery store, I asked the Grown Son to pull the trash cans in.
He complained that he has to do everything around here.
He slammed the door and ignored my request.
And then he texted me a list of things to buy for him.
I left him on read.
After several more texting attempts, he had an epiphany.
He sent me a pic of the cans that he had put away.