A teacher once said I was lazy because I did all of my work as quickly as I could so that I could spend more time doing nothing.
30 years later and I still don’t see what the fucking problem was
> Wake up: It's dark
> Commute to work: It's still dark
> Lunch break: It's 3°C, windy and raining
> Commute home: It's dark again
Anyone who enjoys this is a masochist.