Haste Makes Waste
I pride myself in having the discernment of knowing when to not take shortcuts, those times when doing so could likely end up costing more work or taking more time. Conversely, I also know which shortcuts are actually worthwhile. This applies to travel, repairing things, performing work, and so forth. Although I don't believe in luck, some people seem to have better fortune than others. If you've seen — and happen to remember — the movie "Just My Luck" you were treated to both extremes of this situation: one person who expected everything to always work out — and it did — and the other who expected that everything would go wrong — and it did.
A few weeks ago, I did an uncharacteristically "low percentage" move, one born out of laziness or haste or a combination thereof, it was a decision with a high likelihood of disaster.
I was hand mowing around my house with the push mower; I neglected to first pick up the hoses. Upon seeing the first hose, not wanting to stop the mower, I tipped the deck up, slowly and carefully pushing it over the hose. Everything went as I hoped. At the back of the house, the process was repeated for the second hose. This time, it was done a little less carefully and a little quicker — the results were not pleasant, with bits of rubber flying in all directions. Now I had to stop the mower.
So, for not wanting to take a few seconds to stop the mower and move the hose, I ended up spending about a half an hour, going to the hardware store, buying a replacement fitting, and wrestling it into place. Now my hose is a few feet shorter as a result.
Haste does indeed make waste. I hope I learned my lesson.
A few weeks ago, I did an uncharacteristically "low percentage" move, one born out of laziness or haste or a combination thereof, it was a decision with a high likelihood of disaster.
I was hand mowing around my house with the push mower; I neglected to first pick up the hoses. Upon seeing the first hose, not wanting to stop the mower, I tipped the deck up, slowly and carefully pushing it over the hose. Everything went as I hoped. At the back of the house, the process was repeated for the second hose. This time, it was done a little less carefully and a little quicker — the results were not pleasant, with bits of rubber flying in all directions. Now I had to stop the mower.
So, for not wanting to take a few seconds to stop the mower and move the hose, I ended up spending about a half an hour, going to the hardware store, buying a replacement fitting, and wrestling it into place. Now my hose is a few feet shorter as a result.
Haste does indeed make waste. I hope I learned my lesson.
Posted by Peter DeHaan at 6/16/2009 7:40 AM 
Categories: Observation, Lawn
Tags: laziness lawncare Peter DeHaan blog author Peter DeHaan Peter DeHaan Musings Musings of Peter DeHaan
Categories: Observation, Lawn
Tags: laziness lawncare Peter DeHaan blog author Peter DeHaan Peter DeHaan Musings Musings of Peter DeHaan
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