My mom put a baby gate up right before you could walk in the kitchen. I needed to move some books in my room but I was too lazy to walk pass the kitchen. I placed a heavy pile of books right before the gate. My mom yelled at me for not putting them away so I had to hold the books high above my head for one hour. I couldn't drop my arms. It was damn heavy.
A neighbor walked in and saw me standing there
Him: Uh, hey. What's going on?
Me: *struggling* I should've put the books away.