Two of my fat cow-workers were trying to shame me yesterday about how lazy I am. Odd, since I'm the only one at the company that can run a marathon, but whatever. Here was their logic: when I finish with my work, I basically screw around until I get assigned more work (i.e. roam around talking to people, play on my phone, tidy up around me, and other such nonsense). And, according to them, I do all of this just to avoid helping others (them, in particular) who are still lagging behind in what they need to get done.
So... I'm lazy because I'm incredibly efficient, then I don't jump in and help the slow, fat fucks, who can't get their work finished. That's how I'm lazy. 🙄
I reported it to my supervisor, who is also a runner, and the only other person I work with directly who isn't fat, and he just laughed. "I wish everybody was as lazy as you, so we weren't always behind! Don't worry about it, man."
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speedisavirus ago
You are lazy. If you weren't you would approach your manager to see what's next on the plate.