I’ve got my lazy moments. At the time of this writing, I’m sitting in my chair with my feet up, with the TV on, and sipping raspberry tea.
Of course, this is following a near 14 hour shift.
I have my lazy moments and maybe I’m slow in getting my next book finished; but if you need something, if you need me, if there’s something that needs to be done; I’m there.
I don’t know what it is that makes one person willing to work and another willing to let others do it. I don’t understand a person that is willing to stand back and watch someone else do something they could do but won’t, or concede that someone can out work them, or willing to be the served upon.
It frustrating to see it. It’s aggravating to watch lazy. But deep down I’m glad as hell I’m not one of those people.