Why Efficiency Makes Me Eat My Lunch For (Second) Breakfast

I’m big into efficiency, so it’s not surprising that, when I made my wife a paper-bagged sandwich for lunch yesterday morning, I made myself one too.

Saving time! Efficiency!

But all it did was give me a ready-made, right-there, on-demand, how-can-I-possibly-ignore-this sandwich right there next to the Brita pitcher… all morning.

The sandwich made it until about 10. Because double digits or something — close enough to lunch, right?

No, not really.

Come 12, I made another sandwich. Obviously.

Takeaway

Efficiency, for its own sake, isn’t enough. It can’t be considered in a vacuum.

Also, I really like sandwiches, so the salami and provolone and mustard and bread must stay separated until the clock strikes PM.