This is the very definition of mundane & pointless, but it made me laugh.
I’m a flight instructor, and we had great weather yesteday. So everybody came out to fly and I had many clients. I did over 6 hours in the air, which is a lot for instructing. Also moved some planes around on the ground, which is physically demanding, but doesn’t usually wear me out.
But today I woke up really sore and couldn’t figure out why. Then I remembered: one of the airplanes had a dead battery when we tried to start the engine, so I had to get out and “hand-prop” it. Just like in the old movies, you grab the propeller and whang it around to start the engine. It’s tough, and took me about ten tries.
So this morning I could barely lift my shoulders. And I found myself telling one of my co-workers…
… wait for it
I flew for six hours yesterday, and boy are my arms tired!
Thank you, thank you. I’ll be here all week - tip your waitresses.