it's not wasting time if you are doing something.

i am a piddler.

no, i am not incontinent. jeez! no, i do not play a piccolo-fiddle. jeez! i am a bit of a dawdler, a slowpoke, a caboose.

usually when folks announce something about themselves, they are exactly wrong. case in point, mr nixon's declaration of his not-a-crookedness. but you know what i mean - someone is all, i am good with the ladies! and he's of course a wanker. someone is all, i am a fair boss! and she of course plays favorites. it's the protests-too-much syndrome. so, when i say that i am a piddler, you would naturally believe i am the opposite.

the thing is that if you had asked me, i would have said i am a good time manager, very efficient, snip snap, on the ball.

but today i was in the locker room getting dressed back for work after my running, and i saw my coworker getting ready to start her workout. hello, coworker! hello! so she goes for her workout and then she comes back in the locker room, and i am like, are you done already, and she is like, yes that is what you call a zippy 30-minute workout, and i am like, what?! i said, you mean to tell me i have been in here 30 minutes? and she was all, well i wasn't going to put it that way haha. i was all, boo hoo, and she goes, it's okay - you are a piddler. she continued to describe how she had known this about me for years.

so.

huh.

i am a piddler.

who knew?