Bartering in Practice
Ella's a good cook.
In August, she spontaneously invited me to dinner with another colleague.
I had just started my urban camping spree at the time and was acutely aware of pinching every penny.
As she made a delicious dinner, I bounced around cleaning dishes, caring for the plants, giving her a massage.
At one point, she replied, "Please sit down. You're making me nervous."
I suggested that maybe I could come over for dinner sometime in exchange for cleaning dishes or giving a massage.
So, we did arrange a barter dinner a few weeks later.
During a stressful period, I acted as a sounding board and exchanged a massage for one of Ella's wonderful home-cooked meals.
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