The Leisure Eaters

By Eric Zorn

In our latest Magazine Classic, a writer contemplates all the timesaving devices in his life and wonders where the leisure went.

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Work Zone, Rest Area

By Eric Zorn

I, too, head south to begin my commute, just like my competitor Burt Constable. Then I head west, north, east, south again, west and south one last time to my office.

On a good day, the trip takes 20 seconds. If there are shoes in the hallway and clothes to haul up the stairs, it may take up to a minute for me to make it from the breakfast table to my desk in the spare bedroom.…

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