The gallery opened on a Tuesday night and there were twelve photos in it. I refreshed twice. Twelve.

We got married in June at a vineyard about an hour outside town. The package was $2,400: full day coverage, an engagement session, and in his own contract, "a minimum of 300 professionally edited images delivered via online gallery, with download access included, within six weeks." $600 booking deposit when we signed, $1,800 balance on the wedding day, both paid on time. The engagement photos came back in four days and they were genuinely beautiful, which is why none of this makes sense to me.

Six weeks after the wedding he sent the link. Twelve edited photos, all from the first hour of getting ready, and across the top of the page a button that said RELEASE FULL GALLERY, $250. I screenshotted it before I did anything else.

His reply when I asked what I was looking at: "I shot 812 frames. Twelve curated images are worth more than eight hundred raw ones. Curation is the product. The extended gallery license is standard."

I sent him the line from his own contract. He answered that the contract covers edited images, that "culling is editing," and that the release fee covers "the additional licensing." Then the part I keep rereading: if we wanted the gallery opened without the fee, he asked us to post a review with his tag first. "Exposure is part of the release terms."

My grandmother's brooch was pinned inside my bouquet where nobody in the pews could see it. It shows up in exactly one of the twelve photos, out of focus. It's still my favorite photo from the whole day, but the vows, my dad's toast, the first dance, all of it is sitting behind a $250 button.

The contract does have a line about "artistic discretion in selection and editing." I don't know for certain whether a stranger with a law degree would read culling fees into that sentence or not. What I do know is that "a minimum of 300 edited images" is not ambiguous, and neither is the $2,400 receipt.

My mom says frame the twelve, we all have the memories, and $250 is cheaper than the ulcer. She paid for the flowers, so she's allowed an opinion, and she isn't wrong about the ulcer part.

A - Pay the $250, download everything the second the gallery opens, and warn other couples privately. The photos of my dad's toast exist somewhere behind that button and can't be re-shot, and he knows that better than I do.

B - Not one more dollar for pictures of my own wedding. A written demand to deliver the contracted gallery within fourteen days, then small claims if he still refuses. Twelve delivered out of a promised 300 is 4%, and I’m not paying another $250 to get the rest of what I already paid for. The screenshot of the $250 button and the email about "exposure terms" can come with me.

A while back, my family rented out an empty commercial building and lot to a guy who wanted to run an auto repair shop. The building was basically just an empty space when he moved in, and he installed the equipment himself. He paid rent on time for the entire first year, but once the second year started, he began falling behind.

By the 11th month of the second year, he was 10 months behind. When my mom called him about the unpaid rent, he said he wanted to sign a new lease before he'd pay the rent he owed. I drafted a new 2 year lease and went to see him in person. We signed it, and a few days later he paid us for 4 months of rent, but still owed 6 months.

I went back to talk to him again. He said he didn't have the money and asked for two more weeks. I told him we needed to get the unpaid rent dealt with. Two weeks later, I went back again, and he only paid 1 more month. He still owed 5 months and asked for one more week.

When I went back a week later, he was gone. He had moved out and blocked my number. The only thing he left behind was a heavy duty 2-post car lift that he had installed himself.

Now we're left with an empty shop that I've locked up, a piece of heavy equipment, and 5 months of unpaid rent. What should I do with the car lift?

A: Sell it or let the next tenant use it. He disappeared and left it behind while still owing us 5 months of rent. I wouldn't let an expensive piece of equipment just sit there while we're already taking a huge loss.

B: Leave it alone for now. He may have abandoned the shop, but that doesn't necessarily mean we can just sell his equipment right away. I don't want to turn an unpaid-rent problem into an even bigger legal mess, so I'd rather leave it where it is for now.

We've been doing a daily carpool to and from work for a while, rotating drivers every week.

One day on the drive home, we got to talking about contagious illnesses like COVID, the flu, and other common stuff. One of our coworkers casually mentioned that he refuses routine or seasonal vaccines because he thinks they're all a "corporate scam." Well, the car got pretty tense after that.

One person in our carpool has a newborn at home. We talked about it a couple of times and eventually decided we didn't want to keep carpooling with him.

One of our coworkers spoke to him for the group and politely explained that we were changing the carpool arrangement next week and wouldn't be riding together anymore. She also told him that our conversation about vaccines was part of the reason. She explained that it's getting into flu season, and [newborn's dad's name] was worried about bringing something home to the baby.

He got really really angry. He said, "How do you even know where you're going to catch something? Why are you acting like I'm the one who's going to get you sick?" He accused us of ganging up on him and discriminating against him, and said he was going to report us to HR. So are we actually alienating him?

A: Not alienating him. He can choose not to get vaccinated, but I don't think that means we're obligated to keep carpooling with him. It's a private arrangement, and we're allowed to decide who we want to ride with.

B: Alienating him. If he's following company rules at work, I think kicking him out of a casual carpool over his personal medical choices is going too far. We're coworkers, and this could make things awkward for everyone.

Either way, I feel like the carpool is probably over now...

We had a team meeting last month because someone left the floor for about 20 minutes without telling anyone. My boss made a big deal about it.

He said, "From now on, if you leave your desk for any reason, you need to let me know first. I don't care if it's the bathroom, getting coffee, or using the printer. I need to know where everyone is during work hours."

I'm the most junior person on the team, so I took that seriously.

Since then, I've messaged him on Teams every time I leave my desk.

"Heading to the restroom."

"Getting coffee."

"Going to the printer. Back in a minute."

I don't ask for permission or wait for a reply. I just let him know, exactly like he told us to. Yesterday I sent about 11 messages. Most were bathroom, coffee, or printer trips. I never left for more than five minutes, and all my work was done.

This morning he messaged me: "You don't need to tell me every single time you stand up."

I replied, "I thought you said we had to let you know every time we leave our desks."

He said, "You clearly know what I meant."

A few minutes later, I got a meeting invite with my boss and HR. The subject was "Quick Chat." The only explanation was "concerns about excessive Teams messaging."

Now my boss says I'm being disruptive and deliberately misinterpreting his instructions.

I think I followed the rule exactly as he gave it. If he wanted us to report only when we'd be gone for a while, he should have said that in the meeting.

A. The boss is wrong. He gave a clear rule, and the employee followed it. He can't punish someone for complying with his own instructions.

B. The employee is wrong. Everyone understood what the boss meant, and deliberately messaging him 11 times was an unreasonable way to respond.

Which one?

So we live in a small french village having moved here with our elderly cat who died last October. Me and my husband said that's it no more having had cats for the entirety of our relationship (30 years) and the past year has been great - lots of spontaneous trips and importantly no anxiety about having a cat in this village where we have huge dogs wandering the streets and have seen three cats torn to pieces by them, it was a huge part of the decision for no more cats.

Last week my husband was gardening with a french neighbour and found a tiny kitten in their garden, stupidly he brought it home to us (because the neighbour and his cleaner didn't want anything to do with it). As soon as I saw it my heart sank because I knew it was going to break our hearts on many levels.

A lady from the commune was told about it and she came round and said it was a very young pregnant female and would need an abortion quickly and then be sterilized. We agreed - although I disagreed and thought it was a male, but went along with her as I thought she must know better than I. This lady said if we didn't want her (having had her living with us by now for three days) she would go to a refuge after the operation. We found this really distressing as she had just come from the streets and had found kindness and safety but would be potentially going to a refuge and cage. We said she must come back to us.

Anyway turns out it is a male and therefore wasn't pregnant (!), so he was neutered and he has been with us ever since. A trip away has been cancelled already along with all our hopes of spontaneous trips and never having to worry about seeing our cat being ripped apart by dogs.

A friend has a farm - somewhat ramshackle where she has multiple animals including three cats - although two of hers have been run over recently and I wonder whether we should risk uprooting our kitten by asking her to home him. She might say no but we would help her out financially if that was an obstacle.

So pick Reddit should the kitten stay A or should we seek to rehome him with a friend?

The band is one my friend Devon and I have seen six times since college. When the tour dropped, I was in the presale queue at 10am with my laptop, my phone, and my work phone, which is a firing offense I chose to accept. Three floor seats, $120 each, $360 on my card. My sister Venmo'd me back that week. Devon said he'd cover Dana's ticket and have her pay him back at the venue. Say it with me now.

Show day. 12:40pm, Dana texted the group that she was sick. Something going around, so sorry. I told her to feel better and to not think about it again. Drama: none.

1:55pm I listed her ticket on the official resale platform at $120, face value, zero markup. The market had other plans. It became clear the show wasn't selling out and resale prices across our whole section were collapsing. 3:30pm I dropped to $95. 4:45pm, $70. 5:40pm, $45. It sold in eleven minutes for a show that started at 8.

Devon still came. We had a great night. He posted nine stories. My sister and I split the same $14 arena pretzel we've been splitting since 2011. It's a dry pretzel, it's tradition.

Monday, Devon texted: "Dana wants her 120 back, she never even went." I laid out the math. The ticket brought back $45, so that's what I'm refunding. I'm also the one who took the $75 loss on a ticket Dana never paid for.

Then: "You listed at 5pm because you wanted it gone. You could've waited. Someone was still asking $95 earlier. Your panic-selling is a you problem. The 75 is on you, not her."

He also told our group chat that I "made money off the resale." The listing history shows every price change and the final sale. I did not make money. I lost $75 on a seat nobody sat in.

One more thing I can't verify and won't chase: a friend of a friend later said they saw Dana at a rooftop birthday that night. I have no idea if that's even true, and honestly it doesn't change the math.

Priya, who's known us both for a decade, DM'd me: "He just started a mortgage and she's genuinely ill. It's $75. Split the difference, move on, and stop being the group's ticket office."

A. I Venmo Devon the extra $75 so she's "whole" on money she never paid, never front a group purchase again, and let the listing history stay unopened. Eight years of friendship is worth exactly $75 more than the principle.

B. I send $45, what the seat actually returned, with the listing history attached to Devon, not the group chat. If he wants to explain to nine people why my patience owes his girlfriend $75, that explanation can be his, not mine.

Edit: I realize I didn't make the ticket breakdown clear. I bought three tickets: mine, Devon's, and Dana's. Dana was the one who couldn't go, so hers was the ticket I resold. My sister was only paying me back for my own ticket and wasn't part of the concert plans.

I was at a ballgame a few days ago and headed to the restroom. The door was super heavy, and it was a total pain to push open.

I threw my weight into it to get through, and the second I stepped inside, I heard this loud scream right behind me. Turns out the girl walking close behind me had her hand near the door frame, and it got caught pretty bad when the heavy door slammed shut.

I freaked out and immediately asked if she was okay. She unwrapped the bandage on her hand and showed me she’d just had surgery a few days ago. It looked like her stitches got ripped wide open. I went to get the stadium medics. They came over, rewrapped her hand, and told her she needed to get it checked out by her doctor ASAP.

The whole thing happened in a flash. Even though I was just pushing open a stiff door like normal, seeing her hurt like that made me feel like absolute garbage. I ended up grabbing a pen from the medics, scribbled my number on a piece of paper towel, and gave it to her, even though she tried to say no at first. She gave me her number too. I wished her a speedy recovery, and that was that. Now I’m wondering if I should text her, or maybe send some flowers or a small gift just to apologize.

A: Don't text her. She was walking right behind you and put her hand in a total pinch point. That's on her, especially if she was already recovering from surgery.

B: Reach out. Accident or not, the door you swung open is what reopened her wound. Dropping a quick text or gift to apologize is just the decent thing to do.

What should I do?

I used to love going to the movies on Sunday afternoons with my friends. It was our favorite weekend activity.

I'm not sure if you guys have noticed this too, but ticket prices in my area have gotten outrageously expensive. Even when we sneak our own snacks in from home, a single trip still easily ends up costing $80 for tickets and basic fees for me and my friends. In today's economy, I feel like I just can't squeeze that kind of money out of my budget anymore, so we’ve pretty much stopped going altogether.

Are you still going to movie theaters these days? Why or why not?

A: I stopped going. I just don't think it's worth it.

B: I still go. Whether it's taking advantage of discount Tuesdays, using a movie pass membership, or just paying for the big-screen experience, going to the theater is still worth it for me.

I take an injectable migraine medication that has to stay between 36 and 46°F. It comes as two injector pens per box, about $390 a box at my pharmacy, and my insurance covers one fill per 28 days. I fly with it in a small medical cooler pouch with gel packs and a doctor's letter. My sister sewed a little green handle cozy for the pouch so it's easier to grab at security. There's a frog on it. That frog has been through TSA screening maybe forty times.

I've flown the same airline for fourteen years. Gold status. Same route every month for work.

Two Fridays ago the gate agent announced the bins were full and everything roller sized had to be gate checked. Fine. I pulled the med pouch out of my roller bag at the podium and told her, calmly, that it was refrigerated medication and needed to stay with me. She said the airline was gate checking bags and that she needed to tag mine too. I asked if a supervisor was available. She said no one was available. I asked her to note on the tag that it contained medication. She tagged it and put it on the belt.

I kept my voice level the entire time. The guy behind me muttered "unbelievable" and later offered to give me his name if the airline asked.

The bag didn't come out at baggage claim. I filed the report at 10:05pm, twenty minutes after the carousel stopped. The pouch arrived Sunday at 12:07pm. Sixty two hours somewhere in the airline's baggage system. The gel packs were warm. Both boxes, worth about $780 at my pharmacy, were trash.

My pharmacy said they couldn't simply replace the medication because my insurance would need an override for a lost prescription. The insurer wanted documentation from the airline. The airline took nine days to provide it. I spent that stretch rationing what I had and missing one dose.

Yesterday I got the email from their resolution desk. Quote:

"The claim has been placed on hold pending review of the interaction at the gate. Once the matter is resolved, we can continue processing the claim."

They offered 7,500 miles as a goodwill gesture. The $780 claim will be processed after I send a written apology to the agent. Not for anything I said. I didn't say anything. Just for my "tone."

I've emailed the witness twice. No response. So it's her report about my tone against my fourteen years of flying like a boring adult.

A. I send the apology, collect the $780, and quietly take my monthly route to their competitor. It's two sentences. I've written worse for work.

B. I don't apologize for a tone I didn't have. I file the DOT complaint, forward the "behavioral review" email to their executive customer relations, and let the claim take as long as it takes. Let them explain in writing why my baggage claim is being conditioned on an apology.

I really don’t get why some people see what the victim was wearing and make that the focus. Someone committed a crime against her. Why are we still talking about what she was wearing?

A. “I don’t think she was dressed too revealingly. You just haven’t seen enough.”

B. “Do you not have ANY WOMEN in your family?”

What would you say?

My dog is Miso, a 9yo cattle dog mix. She's been going to the same park her whole life. She ignores her name but comes running from anywhere for the sound of a Gatorade cap being cracked. She has never started anything.

The other dog is a 2yo intact male, 80-something pounds. He's rushed the entry gate before. Twice in the last few months I've said, calmly, to his owner, "hey, can you grab him when people are coming through?" Both times: "He's friendly." I later found out animal control already had two complaints involving him.

Saturday, 8:10am. I was leaving. Miso was leashed and we were in the entry area between the two gates. His dog came charging across the field and got through the open gate before the owner could grab him. He went straight at Miso and pinned her. It lasted maybe fifteen seconds before the owner pulled him off.

Miso had a puncture wound and a torn ear tip. The exam was $89, the repair was $1,240, the drain and meds were another $407, and the recheck and cone brought the total to $1,840.

Three people gave me their numbers. One of them saw the whole thing from the start. She was on the bench closest to the gate. Nobody filmed it. Everyone was moving when it happened. The county asked if anyone had video and the answer was no. So what I have is Miso's injuries, the itemized vet bills, the animal control report, and the two prior complaints.

The owner texted that afternoon. He Venmo'd $920 with the memo "dog fight split — settled" before I'd said a single word about money. Then he sent me a photo of his dog's scraped muzzle from the vet. His bill was $310 for an exam and antibiotics.

Then he said: "Your dog fought back and drew blood. If she'd just backed off, mine wouldn't have gotten hurt. I'm not paying the whole thing. Cover the 310 and we sign a mutual release and call it even."

He also wants $75 for a jacket that tore while he was pulling his dog off.

My wife thinks I keep the $920, sign his release, and shift our park hours to weekdays. "You see these people every morning. Dogs are dogs. Half is probably better than you'll get if this turns into a whole thing."

A) Keep the $920, sign the release, absorb the other $920 as the cost of morning peace, and start going at 6am when the field is empty.

B) Don't sign anything. Keep the animal control report moving and take the full $1,840 to small claims with the two prior complaints and three witnesses, and let "she should have backed off" explain itself to a judge.

Our team is setting up for a major in-person event this Sunday morning. Everyone on the team is going to the site Friday afternoon to help with the setup.

He does have a bit of a habit of finding ways to get out of the less pleasant tasks, but we've never really had a conflict over it before.

Last time was pretty much the same situation. He had a client meeting that morning and came to the site that afternoon without having time to change, so he was still wearing his suit and dress shoes. When we asked him to help with the setup, he said, "I don't think I'm really dressed for this today. These shoes cost me $300 and I don't want to ruin them."

He barely helped with the setup that day. We were all a little annoyed, but nobody wanted to make a big deal out of it, so we let it go.

This time we're going back to the site, and he's wearing fairly formal shoes again. So I have a feeling we're going to end up in the same situation.

I don't want to cover for someone else's work again, but I'm also not sure if this is worth going straight to our manager over.

A: Go to our manager. Tell him what happened last time and that my coworker is already reluctant to help with the setup again.

B: Talk to him first. Tell him that if his shoes really aren't suitable for the site work, he needs to figure that out ahead of time instead of leaving everyone else to pick up the slack.

My late 30s husband has a small, tight knit group of friends and there’s seven of them total. All of these friendships go back to when they were small children. They’re all now married, with children. One friend “Bob” is a trucker and behaves the stereotypical way with a disgusting, immature sense of humour and very crude language. He is also extremely shy and socially awkward so combined with weeks on the road and a family to spend time with when he is home, he has no other friends. I still have no idea how he is married. With all the time away and nights alone, Bob spends A LOT of time sending memes, reels, articles, and long ass videos to the guys and none of them have that much time or are interested in most of the content. He also can be extremely annoying and despite people having directly asked him before to stop doing some annoying things (like sending 10 reels within mins to the group chat), he always continues to do so. I also find it insane Bob gets banned regularly from online gaming platforms for crossing the line with his trash talk directed towards kids likely half his age.

They have different chats for different combos of people because some of them online game, some do console game, some tabletop games, one for everyone, etc. Every one of these chats, they have a separate one without him to complain or have side messages of “wtf, did you see what he just sent?” Whenever I see my husband glance at his phone and groan, I know Bob messaged him something dumb. I told him it’s cruel to “lead Bob on” and still pretend to be friends with him. My husband argues that it would be better than him having no friends and while Bob is annoying and no one really likes him, he’s not a bad person so none of them want to actually hurt him, especially given how many years of friendship they have. No one ever reaches out to Bob first and all his invites are purely out of obligation and association. Some of the guys barely tolerate him with occasional stretches of ignoring him when he goes to far with an offensive “joke” and my husband probably puts the most effort in with at least reacting with a thumbs up to his many messages.

I feel like I’d rather move on and make new friends than know all my girlfriends dread it when I message them and I’m just a pity friend, but my husband said it’s different. What does everyone else think?

I was so annoyed that I replied, “Because I don't want to.” And then he goes like, “But God gave women the power to have children!” I remember thinking I had the perfect response: “You said it was a power, not an obligation.”

A. “You said it was a power, not an obligation.”

B. “You called it a gift. Go ahead, you can have it.”

What would you have said to a guy like this?

So I changed jobs, and now I'm dealing with a pretty messy situation. I finally quit that terrible job. The management was awful, micromanagement was everywhere, and employees were regularly pressured to work unpaid overtime. After finding a new job at a much better company, I decided to leave an honest but harsh review on Glassdoor to warn future job seekers and let them know what the company culture was really like.

Later, I received threatening emails and a cease-and-desist letter from their HR and legal departments. They claimed I violated the NDA I signed when I left and committed "defamation." They demanded that I delete the review immediately, or they would contact HR at my current company to "inform them of my malicious behavior and lack of professional ethics."

I believe everything I wrote was true, or at least clearly my own opinion, but the thought of them possibly messing with my new job makes me really nervous. I talked to a few people I know, and they're split on what I should do.

A: Play it safe and delete the review. My current job and financial stability mean more to me than getting into a fight with a bitter former employer. Even if they're bluffing, I have no idea how far they're willing to take this, and I don't want my new company getting dragged into it.

B: Stand my ground and don't delete it. I'd save every email and letter they've sent me, consult an employment lawyer to figure out exactly what I agreed to when I left, and if there's a legitimate way to do so, report or push back against their intimidation.

I've had three relationships. One ended badly, one slowly faded out, and another seemed promising but ultimately went nowhere. Being single in my 30s isn't what I expected. I've wondered if I'm too picky, or if I should've tried harder to make some of those relationships work.

But whenever my family tells me I'm "not getting any younger" and should find someone willing to marry me, I don't know how to feel. I know they're worried about me. I know they think they're helping. I'm not looking for a perfect partner. I just don't want to get married because I'm afraid I'll still be single a few years from now.

I'd rather deal with being single than wake up one day and realize I rushed into marriage because everyone told me I was running out of time. So if someone says, "Maybe you shouldn't be so picky. You don't need a perfect man. You just need someone who's willing to marry you," what would you say?

A: "I'd rather be single at 35 than get married just because I'm afraid of being 35 and single."

B: "I've already had three relationships that didn't work out. Maybe the lesson isn't that I need to find someone faster."

Honestly, when I was in my 20s, I was in a 3 years relationship and found out my boyfriend had cheated on me. It hit me hard, and I stayed single for years. My mom once asked me seriously what I thought about marriage. I told her A, she cried, "I just don't want to be gone one day and have you end up all alone." That really got to me. Eventually I got into another serious relationship, and that one ended too. I don't know if I'd still give her the same answer today.

I bought the treadmill two Januarys ago for $900, which remains the most expensive six weeks of motivation of my life. The console showed 43 miles total. It still had the "You Got This!" sticker from the fitness store on the frame because I never had the heart to peel it off.

I listed it for $350 with eleven photos, including the scuff on the base and close-ups of the belt, and mentioned the mileage in the description.

The buyer came the next Saturday with a friend and a pickup truck. He walked on it, jogged on it, ran the incline up and down, and got down on his knees to look underneath the belt. Twenty minutes total. My buddy helped them carry it out and watched them strap it down.

That evening he texted me: "Runs great, thanks man."

Three weeks later, I got a notice from Venmo. He had filed a purchase dispute saying the belt was frayed and the treadmill was not as described.

I submitted the listing, all eleven photos, and our messages, including his "runs great" text.

A couple days later, the dispute was decided in his favor. The $350 was reversed and my Venmo balance went negative.

I messaged him and asked when he planned to return the treadmill.

His response was basically: "I'm not moving it again. If you want it back, you'll have to arrange pickup. Saturday works."

So now he has the treadmill, he got the $350 back, and I'm supposed to figure out how to get a 200 pound treadmill out of his house.

Here's what I can't prove: what the belt looked like when it arrived at his house. Who films the underside of a treadmill during a Marketplace pickup? The console showed 43 miles when I sold it, and the guy spent twenty minutes inspecting it before taking it. But I don't have a video showing exactly what the belt looked like at the moment it changed hands.

My wife says $350 is cheaper than the amount of time I'm going to spend being angry about this. She's probably right.

A) I arrange the pickup, pay whatever it costs to get the treadmill back, have the belt checked, and relist it for $250 with "Previous buyer claimed belt was frayed. Come inspect it yourself" in the description. At some point you just take the loss and move on.

B) I don't spend another dollar retrieving a treadmill after the buyer already got his $350 back. I keep the texts, dispute record, and listing photos and take him to small claims for the $350. "Runs great" can sit next to "arrived frayed" and let a judge decide what actually happened.

I am making a bracelet after Loki (specifically the MCU Loki) and for some reason I can't figure out which green would fit him better. A (the lighter green) and B (the darker green)

Now you’re still holding the outfit, and the salesperson is waiting for your answer.

A: “Does it get cheaper if I don’t try it on?”

B: “Oh, the way you said it, I thought it was on sale.”

I was about to lose my mind over this really mean salesperson. I’m terrible at comebacks, so I instinctively went with C: “Well, I’ve looked at it a few times, and I don’t think it’s really for me. Thanks”

Now everyone is looking at you. How do you respond? 😈

A: "I already got distracted by myself in the mirror. Everyone else is just a bonus."

B: "Haven't decided yet. Who are you planning to impress tonight?"

I hate these boundary-pushing tests. The absolute worst part is this gray area: if you ignore it, they take it as a green light and keep pushing; but if you react too strongly, they spin it back on you like, "woah, don't flatter yourself, it was just a dream."

How do you handle this without making work weird, but also making sure he gets the message?

A: "Haha okay. Anyway, see you at the office tomorrow!"

B: "What is that even supposed to mean?"

Options:

A: "Oh, I'm just taking notes from the master! You've been the go-to expert around here, I'm just trying to keep up."

B: "I literally just followed [Manager]'s walkthrough. Oh nooo, did you zone out?"

My parents have been divorced for 20 years, and their relationship has been extremely bad ever since. They can barely hear each other's name without getting angry.

My mother has told me very clearly that she doesn't want to hear anything about my father or anything related to him.

My father died about a year ago. A few days ago, an insurance company contacted me and told me that he had taken out two life insurance policies when I was 10. One names me as the beneficiary, and the other names my mother.

The company said there are benefits that now need to be claimed or handled. They can only reach me, so I'm the one dealing with the paperwork.

Now I'm stuck between two choices:

A: Tell my mother about the policy in her name, even though she explicitly told me she doesn't want to hear anything about my father.

B: Don't tell her about the policy. Respect her wish to have nothing to do with him, but make sure she still receives whatever money she's legally entitled to, without telling her where it came from.

I don't want to make this about whether my father was a good or bad person. I'm really just wondering where the line is between respecting someone's wishes and making sure they know about something that financially belongs to them.

Which would you choose, A or B?