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I really need to find something to do. Im gonna end up buying a beach house if i sit around much longer. How do lazy people do it?
Work at a paying (hard) job from the time you are 12 years old, service & repair work at a garage, landscaping laying sod, Military as an Airborne Ranger, jumping out of planes. excessive 'training' PT, 3 years in combat as a LRRP in VN, wounded seriously three times, 40+ years with the DoD, Working for over 53 years... then you will be tired, if you can even still walk! I really wouldn't call that 'lazy', I actually didn't start 'to relax and rest' until after 70... the body will tell you when you have had enough !

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Work at a paying (hard) job from the time you are 12 years old, service & repair work at a garage, landscaping laying sod, Military as an Airborne Ranger, jumping out of planes. excessive 'training' PT, 3 years in combat as a LRRP in VN, wounded seriously three times, 40+ years with the DoD, Working for over 53 years... then you will be tired, if you can even still walk! I really wouldn't call that 'lazy', I actually didn't start 'to relax and rest' until after 70... the body will tell you when you have had enough !

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I dropped out and started working full time at 13. All hard manual labor jobs, up into my 30s i worked multiple jobs at one time. When i was young i did landscaping, then installed carpet in the evening weekends, delivered pizza in between abd had a night job at frito lay stocking shelves. Only recently have i slowed down from 12-16 hour days 6 days a week. And that is only because my body is starting to fall apart.
 
I don't know. Just the intense heat of the summer making me stay inside most of the day has me going stir crazy with cabin fever. Now being sick the past week it's been even worse.
At least you are not soaking wet w/sweat always running in your eyes in a jungle at 125+ heat and 100% humidity for weeks at a time trying to never make a sound, or laying in mud alone that is turning red from your own blood with people trying to kill you and no one can get to you until the next morning... and also sick from lack of food or water for days... Days... going from 213 to 149...
Then you WOULD genuinely have a reason to complain!
…stir crazy? ….I would have welcomed that option!!!
 
I dropped out and started working full time at 13. All hard manual labor jobs, up into my 30s i worked multiple jobs at one time. When i was young i did landscaping, then installed carpet in the evening weekends, delivered pizza in between abd had a night job at frito lay stocking shelves. Only recently have i slowed down from 12-16 hour days 6 days a week. And that is only because my body is starting to fall apart.
I also worked laying carpet, that was what my father did till he died early, was doing that during the day and then a 10 hour shift at night at JS Merrit, on a line that made Ice Cream DRUMSTICKS in downtown KCMo… 4-6 hours Sat/Sun at the service station.
Mine fell apart after it was torn apart from shrapnel and wounds, 27 pcs in me.

btw; Dod military is 24/7 job

also out of the parents house at 16 in an apartment w/3 others, and still finished HS and got a scholarship to College, all the while working.
 
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I also worked laying carpet, that was what my father did till he died early, was doing that during the day and then a 10 hour shift at night at JS Merrit, on a line that made Ice Cream DRUMSTICKS in downtown KCMo… 4-6 hours Sat/Sun at the service station.
Mine fell apart after it was torn apart from shrapnel and wounds, 27 pcs in me.

btw; Dod military is 24/7 job

also out of the parents house at 16 in an apartment w/3 others, and still finished HS and got a scholarship to College, all the while working.
I joined the Army and got my Ged to be able to go but got in a car accident after signing before i was supposed to leave so they wanted me to wait since i screwed up my back. I come from a military family. Dad did 30+ years in the Army, grandpa on dads side faught in Germany. Grabdpa on moms side came to America through the army. I just didnt get my chance and looking back im glad i chose the path i did.
 
We have all been there. Started working for my dad, no pay, at age 8. Construction, destruction, concrete work. Summers in high school spent bucking hay, winters I cooked and washed dishes at dives, sign painted in my spare time. In the Army for two years, one tour, cost me my first marriage, Toyota mechanic or two years, gas station mechanic for 5, while I installed carpet on weekends. Welded at a combine factory for two years, still laying carpet on the side. Went to floor covering installation full time from 82 until 2008. 16-18 hours a day. Then part time installations, against dr orders while I made furniture at night to sell on Saturdays at craft shows, 26 shows a year. Took care of all repairs at some apts. until my knees gave out. Back to making crafts to sell until lumber prices got too high. Now I am wood carving and taking care of my handicapped wife and son. Some days I am so sick I can barely walk across a room.
 
I really need to find something to do. Im gonna end up buying a beach house if i sit around much longer. How do lazy people do it?

Good Lord, I was merely responding to Chris regarding: "How do lazy people do it" …."sit around"

Answering that it may not be from being LAZY!
 
Good Lord, I was merely responding to Chris regarding: "How do lazy people do it" …."sit around"

Answering that it may not be from being LAZY!
I was referring to lazy people in general like todays youth that think that the minimum is to much. Like my nephew who thinks thats he is not supposed to give more thsn the minimum at work. Sll those people that give their 8 if that snd go home and wait to die. I dont know how they do it. How does one just be content with doing nothing in life.
 
I was referring to lazy people in general like todays youth that think that the minimum is to much. Like my nephew who thinks thats he is not supposed to give more thsn the minimum at work. Sll those people that give their 8 if that snd go home and wait to die. I dont know how they do it. How does one just be content with doing nothing in life.
There was some like that in the 80s. I think minimum wage was less than $4. I was paying $20 an hour for someone to pick up and bag carpet scraps and maybe go out to the van and get something. Paying them cash. No one would work when they found out that they might get dirty. Then in the 90s all I could get were drunks and addicts.
 
My dad was raised by a single mother in the projects of Louisville. She worked 2 jobs to support them. My dad worked his way through high school and college for a degree in chemical engineering and after graduating joined the Airforce and was based at Lackland AFB. When he got out he and my mom moved to Cincinnati and he became a chemist. He went to night school and got 2 masters degrees while working full time. My mom grew up above a small neighborhood grocery store that her parents owned and ran. She began helping at the store when she was quite young. She worked her way through college also which is where she met my dad.

They both were very very poor growing up, but from hearing about their childhoods they seemed to have good and happy ones despite the tough times. They worked hard and provided me and my brothers with great childhoods. I was texting with my mom early this morning and actually thanking her for giving me such a wonderful childhood. We weren't rich, but we attained midpoint middle class by the time I was 9. We had a pop-up camper and visited the Smokies and the beach every summer. There were woods, creeks, and fields around my house I was free to explore. I had a dog, a bike, matchbox cars, a pocket knife, and a baseball bat and glove. I played baseball, built tree houses, hunted for box turtles and crawdads, and picked gallons of blackberries in the fields. I had swimming lessons and horseback riding lessons. We had a municipal pool membership in the summer. Later on I babysat my ass off and earned enough money to buy a horse and they were supportive with that. I will be forever mindful of how poor my parents began and forever grateful for how they raised me and what they provided me with.
 
Video of my tumor removal for you curious people.
 
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