h/t to +Adam K
and +Erin M
for posting/re-posting the "Laziest" story. I went and found a #reddit
post with that story and read the comments. This comment takes the cake. It's worth the read, #imo
. #chucknorris #comments #story #statetroopers #texas #texasrangers #collegestation #limo #funnystory #redditor The year was 2006. I moved to College Station, TX, homeless and broke. Working my day job barely paid enough to live on, much less save enough to pay down debt and buy a house. I took a job during early mornings and late nights driving limos to the airport to make some cash on the side. Four hours of driving paid about $100 plus tip. I'd usually have one to two runs per week, and I was one of the few reliable drivers the guy had willing to do those runs -- the rest were tweakers or college students or only wanted daytime runs. Normally, I'd just get a call that I had a run and that I should just show up, the limo would be prepped and ready except for ice in the coolers, and I'd do the run. But the office gal called me and told me to come in, boss wanted to see me.Turns out he had a special run. In this case, it would be an evening run into IAH (Bush Intercontinental in Houston, about 120 miles or an hour a half depending on where in town you're coming from.) and the passenger was ... Chuck Norris. The ranch that Mr. Norris had retired to was just south of College Station, on the north side of Navasota, almost to Anderson. Boss man tells me to play it cool -- I'd gotten the gig because I was the only person he could count on not to screw it up.So I pick him up .. big property, he's shorter than I expected and is starting to look REALLY old, but he's exceptionally polite. I do the normal stand and hold the door to the limo thing, he says that he wanted to get there a little early to meet someone in the Admiral's Lounge (or whatever it's called these days) for a drink, so could I please "kick it up a notch." I say, "Yes, Sir!"Headed south on highway 6, when you cross into Waller Co., the speed limit drops from 70 (at the time, now 75) to 65 and lower. There's usually a state trooper or a county cop sitting a little bit past there running laser. It's a bit hilly, so you won't know if there's a cop on the next hill until you crest a hill. I was booking along at ten over... and since I'd been told to "kick it up a notch," I was scouting pretty carefully, but didn't actually slow down. And, of course, right in the median behind a bush, right before 290 where the speed limit actually drops to 55, there was a state trooper that I didn't spot in time to drop 20mph from a three ton limo without slamming on the brakes.The trooper pulls me over, does the usual license check, and asks me, "Where you headed to?" "Bush intercontinental, sir." "Before I write you a ticket that'll get your Houston livery license pulled, do you have anything to say for yourself?" "Chuck Norris told me to kick it up a notch, sir."I got the world's worst "pull the other one" look. And then Chuck Norris rolled his window down, stuck his head out, and said "Sorry, I wanted to get to the airport early. If you want to give anyone a ticket, I'll take it." This was right after Chuck Norris was made an honorary Texas Ranger. The trooper said, "That won't be necessary, sir. Slow down and have a nice flight."
UPDATE: Link to Reddit Story - http://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/1rgpdf/what_is_the_laziest_thing_youve_ever_done/cdnqfkj