Tuesday, 31 May 2011

Sometimes I get asked about things, or to do things, or to help do things by someone else.

This often happens when I'm sitting under a precariously-balanced laptop, surrounded by papers, usually on a bed. In summary: not an easy place to extract myself from without disrupting/damaging something.
Other times I'll be in the middle of concentrating, or deep in thought.
Apparently these are not reason enough to refrain from posing the request.

Usually, I can't help but think, "Do it yourself, you lazy sod."
Heaven forbid I should die and everyone would have to do everything for themselves.

Or they'd just pull the helpless card on some poor unsuspecting soul.

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