I thought I was lazy until I read some of these.


I have a dog and a cat, and I HATE sleeping with the door open. Sometimes dog wants to sleep in the bedroom, sometimes dog wants to sleep outside the bedroom. But he never decides until I'm comfy in bed. Solution? Keep a laser pointer on my nightstand. Once dog decides where he's sleeping, I'll shine the laser pointer on the door so that my cat paws it closed. It has now become a routine that my cat will wait by the door for the laser before lying down.


i was lying in bed with the light on and wanted to go to sleep with it off. i called my house from my cell phone and asked for myself in a disguised voice. when my mom came in to bring me the phone i asked her to turn the light out when she left. hung up both phones and went to sleep


When I lived at home, I called my house phone a few times using my cellphone from my bed to ask my mom/dad to come close my door or turn off the lights in my room or to tell them to be quieter 'cause I wanted to sleep…. THIS IS HOW HEART DISEASE STARTS, KIDS.


And the winner is…

I was once on a US military ship, having breakfast in the wardroom (officers' lounge) when the Operations Officer (OPS) walks in. This guy was the definition of NOT a morning person; he's still half asleep, bleary eyed… basically a zombie with a bagel. He sits down across from me to eat his bagel and is just barely conscious. My back is to the outboard side of the ship, and the morning sun is blazing in one of the portholes putting a big bright-ass circle of light right on his barely conscious face. He's squinting and chewing and basically just remembering how to be alive for today. It's painful to watch.

But then zombie-OPS stops chewing, slowly picks up the phone, and dials the bridge. In his well-known I'm-still-totally-asleep voice, he says "Heeeey. It's OPS. Could you… shift our barpat… yeah, one six five. Thanks." And puts the phone down. And then he just sits there. Squinting. Waiting.

And then, ever so slowly, I realize that that big blazing spot of sun has begun to slide off the zombie's face and onto the wall behind him. After a moment it clears his face and he blinks slowly a few times and the brilliant beauty of what I've just witnessed begins to overwhelm me. By ordering the bridge to adjust the ship's back-and-forth patrol by about 15 degrees, he's changed our course just enough to reposition the sun off of his face. He's literally just redirected thousands of tons of steel and hundreds of people so that he could get the sun out of his eyes while he eats his bagel. I am in awe.

He slowly picks up his bagel and for a moment I'm terrified at the thought that his own genius may escape him, that he may never appreciate the epic brilliance of his laziness (since he's not going to wake up for another hour). But between his next bites he pauses, looks at me, and gives me the faintest, sly grin, before returning to gnaw slowly on his zombie bagel.

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0 Responses to Lazy.

  1. Carole says:

    That last one is pretty great, I have to admit.

  2. Erika says:

    Those are brilliant! I am humbled.

  3. HAH! Those are great! I don’t feel quite so lazy anymore.

  4. Kim says:

    These are GENIUS!!!

  5. k says:

    But then again, I am efficient, not lazy.
    And kids, that quote from Bill Gates? Was around before Bill Gates’s dad was born. I think. I’d go look it up but….

  6. Ev says:

    I love the first one…now if the cats would all agree that they will spend the whole night on one side or the other of the bedroom door!

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