Following is an excerpt from a conversation between me and my friend and law school study partner, P.C. We are both cursed with ambition.
Me: So do you think you are a lazy man trapped in an ambitious man's body, or an ambitious man trapped in a lazy man's body?
P.C.: I'm ambitious trapped inside a lazy body.
Me: Why do you say that?
P.C.: Because I lounge.
Me: Lounging is OK sometimes.
P.C.: I lounge when I know I shouldn't.
Me: Like when you've got an appellate brief due in a couple of weeks?
P.C.: Like when my appellate brief is due in four hours.
Me: And you've still got to polish up your citations?
P.C.: Like when I haven't started researching.
Me: Oh.
(Pause)
Me: I think I'm a lazy man trapped inside an ambitious man's body. Instead of lounging when I've got something I should be doing, I do shit like clean the inside of the AC vents in my house, watch reruns of The Surreal Life on VH1 or organize all of the receipts I've saved over the past six months into categories so I can track my spending habits and calculate to the dollar just how much money I've spent on cigarettes. One thing's for sure; my checkbook is balanced and my house is spotless by the time the briefs are due.
P.C.: Yeah.
Me: Yeah.
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