All tradies get duckies
A couple of years ago I got a rubber ducky advent calendar (shoutout to my parents for still getting me natty advent calendars even as I approach 30, I love it) and started doing daily duck reveals in the family group chat, then I bought a mystery ducky box after the calendar ran out because it brought me joy
Now I have about 50 duckies, with a bunch lined up under the telly and on the majority of surfaces around the flat!
Whenever I have a tradie round to fix something at home- be it the carpenters who redid the balcony, the gas assessors every autumn, or Gary the lovely plumber, they all get walked to the front door with sincere thanks for their time and expertise and handed a rubber ducky for the van
(water, tea and coffee is of course offered intermittently, and on an all day job bacon sandwiches are provided!)
It's not a big thing but it makes me happy to see grownass men light up when being presented with a novelty rubber ducky- the balcony team all got unicorn duckies from a set my mum gave me and they seemed as thrilled as I did when I initially received them!