This is a joke I read somewhere, but I don’t know where. But there’s no harm in sharing with you, right? So, a function was held where the audiences were getting awards under ridiculous categories. At one point the emcee had announced, “Raise your hand all the lazy bums and win this prize.” Everyone got excited and all of them raised their hand except for one person who was looking quite disinterested. The emcee then with much enthusiasm says to the man, “Sir, you’re the winner. Here are your 1000 bucks.” The man, still wearing no emotion on his face, tells the announcer, “Could you please come down here and put it in my pocket?”
They say lazy people are creative, or so I have heard. It’s also said that idle ones will also find the easiest way to do a job. Lazy I’m not, maybe a tiny bit. I just have too much on my plate. And no matter how often I try, I’m physically and mentally drained out after I get home regarding how the day went. And when I see a lazy bum, I envy them. I wish I had free time like them so I could do more of the things that I’m planning to do. If I have less work at hand, I can always find something to do, even rest is a to-do which I enjoy taking very much.
Well, then again, I would almost invariably ask someone to bring me a bottle of water or dinner; it’s just some things I’m reluctant to do. Or it’s my tedious day that makes me wary to work all that? Well, in my fatigued state I try to finish my post, and yes, I try my best to write daily. Maybe in time, I’ll be a passable writer. Oh no, for me writing is a lot tougher because it doesn’t come naturally and I keep on thinking about what to write in tiresome. Then I come up with something and by the time I’m posting its 11 at night.
My colleagues ask me why I don’t bring lunch from home. I always tell them “you wake up and you see your clothes ironed, breakfast served and lunch ready. I don’t have that luxury.” It’s true, they have their family members, especially mothers, to do those stuff. Whereas I have sentenced my mother, yes, a punishment, to rest all day and browse Facebook. I’m a terrible daughter.
Though, I get to be as lazy as I can be on my weekends and government holidays. On those days, no one can make me do what I don’t want to. I don’t know if I lack on the creative side, but I have my own way of doing things. There was a time when I had nothing to do, no matter how much I wanted, I was empty-handed. Making up for the lost time isn’t what in my mind, I have plans I delayed. It’s time to resume.
