A young man moved into his first apartment and decided to host a small dinner party. Everything was going great until his friend opened the fridge and said, “Uh… why do you have a broom in here?”
He looked. Yep. A full-sized broom, chilling next to the orange juice.
Panic set in. “I must’ve put it there while unpacking. I’ve been so tired lately!”
Just then, his mom called. Perfect timing.
He answered, laughing. “Mom, guess what I just found in the fridge?”
Without missing a beat, she replied, “Your motivation?”
“No. A broom.”
A pause.
She said, completely serious: “Well, now your laziness is officially well-preserved.”