Marian was going out and had her coat on, when she came downstairs to my room and asked if I could put the belt through the loops of her coat.
I said, no, “You can do it yourself.”
She said, “I can’t reach it with my arm.” (Indicating to the arm that was broken)
I replied, “Take your coat off and pull the belt through the loops.”
She said, “It’s easier if you do it.”
I said. “It may be easier, but I don’t want to do it. You are capable of doing it yourself”.
At that she took her coat off, threw it on the bed, and threaded the belt through the loops. She then put the coat on and left in a huff.
As she was leaving I said, “I don’t mind doing things that you can’t do, but I’m not going to do things that you are either too lazy to do, or unable to think your way through and problem solve.”
Needless to say, she wasn’t a happy camper.