My dad did this to me once when I was a kid. I was helping bring in the groceries and was carrying as much as I could (which was a lot, but obviously not more than I could handle) and my dad told me it was a “lazy man’s load” that pissed me off pretty badly. I was helping dickhead. I can’t remember almost anything from my childhood, but I’ll never forget that shitty comment.
That’s so weird. Even today I try to get as many grocery bags upstairs as I can in one go, because who wants to bother with the back and forth if they don’t have to? There’s an art to managing six bags of heavy groceries across your arms, a relief that I can get all the cold and frozen things put away sooner, and the natural reward of being able to move onto another activity more quickly. I fail to see what’s wrong with being efficient with chores and errands.
My dad did this to me once when I was a kid. I was helping bring in the groceries and was carrying as much as I could (which was a lot, but obviously not more than I could handle) and my dad told me it was a “lazy man’s load” that pissed me off pretty badly. I was helping dickhead. I can’t remember almost anything from my childhood, but I’ll never forget that shitty comment.
That’s so weird. Even today I try to get as many grocery bags upstairs as I can in one go, because who wants to bother with the back and forth if they don’t have to? There’s an art to managing six bags of heavy groceries across your arms, a relief that I can get all the cold and frozen things put away sooner, and the natural reward of being able to move onto another activity more quickly. I fail to see what’s wrong with being efficient with chores and errands.