Not me that's lazy. Me that sees other people as being lazy. Because I'm not. Lazy. All the time. Okay sometimes. Crap. Like last night when I was just burned out and watched way too much reality tv. Can't be good for a person.
So my point was....I just notice laziness in people by little life choices...habit's if you will. For example. If I have a choice between taking the elevator or stairs up to the second floor of the office building where I work. I take the stairs. Because I sit on my butt all day. All of my co-workers look at me like I'm crazy for not taking the elevator up the 14 steps. We moved today and I was trying to find a box for the remainder of the t-shirts they give to the patients that were kept in the cabinets in my office. No boxes left. Fine. I stacked them up and instead of waiting for the elevator I take the stairs. Yes, they got heavy. (you try walking up stairs with tshirts stacked up to your chin...I have a long torso...and neck...so it was a lot). So I get upstairs and they all laugh at me. And tell me I'm weird for taking the stairs. I think it's silly. Just because they have an elevator (which are required for handicapped and otherwise impaired people) doesn't mean you have to use it. Think about it.
**it's not like i never use elevators. but why so weird that i opt for stairs as well?
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I wish I had invented stairs. And I think elevators are grossly overrated. To the Stairwell!!!!
Me too...then you would be rich and buy me things. ;)
I look back longingly at the days that I worked on the 23rd floor of the COB and made my daily trip down to the 14th floor to refill my water cup. By stair. Twice. Usually in heels. Those were the days. I miss those stairwells. YOu can't use the stairs at the hospital. The alarm sounds. And they think you are trying to kidnap a child.
No, I'm the one who's lazy. I haven't even read past the first sentence of your blog post yet.
I didn't even read the title. so there.
oh I forgot your blog says you can read minds. Otherwise... how would you know about the stairs vs. elevator thing?
Interestingly, people here take the stairs not because they don't want to be lazy, but for the more specific reason of burning more calories. Ergo more women take the stairs than men (I've always wanted to use ergo in a sentence).
I bet you burned some mad calories at the COB. Me-- I will invent an excuse for taking the elevator up one whole flight. Hehe.
Well, my office isnt all unpacked...and I'm so lazy that I. just. don't. care.
so there.
yes mad calorie burning. just a little embarassing when you pass the one flighters on your 10th flight and youre all out of breath. you feel as if you have to explain that you just came up 10 flights. only you exagerate and say it was 15.
This building is climate controlled for women. They seem to get cold much easier than men. (Like I think it feels great and they're wearing a blanket cause they're freezing.)
So going up a flight of stairs means I'm sweating by the time I get to my desk. Not really how I like to start my day. Is avoiding discomfort lazy? Dang, I think it is.
But now I will feel even more lazy because of this (or else I'll suck it up and take the stairs more and not just cause they're faster).
That's very nobel of you Mike.
Mikie! So lazy! My blog does not say I can read minds. It says YOU can read MY mind. because you can read my blog, which is like my mind, ergo you can read my mind.
I wish my mouth was lazier.
see, I was too lazy to go back and see what your blog actually said. I thought about it, but hey...
I feel lazy for being at work since 6am and not taking a lunch and being off about 80 minutes ago, but still being here. That could be viewed otherwise, perhaps that i am a hard worker? But i know deep down, that it is just because i don't want to get in my hot car and drive 6 minutes to the comfort of my cool, beautiful home. That IS lazy!
I wish my brain was lazier. If I didnt think so darn much I would get so much more done. And some sleep.
That was for Nina....I chomment before I read sometimes. Heh.
tisk, tisk. so lazy.
There's a difference between being at work and working ;)
There's that "avoiding discomfort" thing. I'd take 6 minutes in a hot car over 80 minutes extra at the office any day. Admit it, you just were hoping for another chomment fest.
Or to put a less lazy spin on it, you love your sister so much you wanted to keep her company for a bit by chommenting. Am I right this time?
mayyyybe. but now that it is here I really must go. I cannot be here any longer. I must go take a nap before the temple tonight, or else.
maybe went for the first chomment. I DO love my sister so much!
have a great weekend you two. I'll see ya monday.
Sometimes I wish I could have a little cot under my desk. Imagine what a 20 minute powernap could do for my productivity!
But you're right. Maybe better you nap at home than at the temple.
Right back atcha!
I thought about going to the temple tonight but Friday's arent my favorite as I am surronded by cute little couples on dates. Which is fine, I just feel out of place. Is that terrible of me?
Sarah, you are un-terrible by nature.
And the last time I went on a Friday it was a super small session and there was this one single guy there and about five people asked if we were dating and said we made a cute couple.
A little embarassing, and interesting. We didnt even look at each other. That's some relationship we've got going on. Or not.
"As if love has anything to do with marriage!"
"Do you think your mother and I love each other?! Of course not!" Ah, Corpse Bride, so great.
Subconsciously that's why I don't go on Fridays. Consciously it's just because it's MORE crowded on Friday. But geez, yours sounds too social.
There was one time when I first started working here that people thought my sister and I were dating cause we always ate lunch together and they didn't know we were related. Does that count? (I'm not sure what I'm asking if it counts for, hehe)
i'm home.
thanks for the play by play. email me as soon as you start napping.
sure thing.
i felt left out. driving home, wondering what everyone was chommenting about.
I wish I was taking a nap. You could be napping and you're chommenting. Thanks for clarifying you're home though. I was getting worried.
ok. i'm really going now. Happy napping to me. Love you, bear.
addicting isnt it?
and, er, bye mike. looking forward to your new profile picture.
so addicting, is it wrong?
So you're saying this one's gotta go?
oh and uh, I love and hate naps. Love sleep, hate being groggy when I wake up and screwing up my REM cycles. But I do it anyways. I'm stupid like that.
uhh..noooo.no, we just wouldn't be sad to see a less disturbing side of you.
STOP MAKING ME STAY HERE! GOODNIGHT!
less disturbing, hmm... I'll work on that.
done and done.
don't be mad at me for crashing your chommenting session late at night when noone is left to respond, because you can respond in the MORNING. hint hint.
But I feel really left out because I can hear your conversation but you can't hear me. It makes me cray.
I mean cry. Mikie, your picture is oh, so much better. Oh, so much, so much.
I guess I'm the only one who gets a kick out of the photoshopped Buzz Lightyear version of me. Oh well, as long as I can amuse myself, huh?
Rachel your picture makes me want to watch Bicentennial Man. Or at least listen to the soundtrack.
All these comments and nobody has questioned the fact that you keep patients in the cabinets? What kind of work do you do? (when you are not building your gluts on the stairs)
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