The toughest thing about getting up in the morning (other than getting up in the morning) is realizing all the things you have to do to make yourself decent to society. I’m not talking about just brushing your teeth, shaving, or showering. I’m talking about having to open your eyes and walk around and move your arms back and forth. If only there were robots who could just get me ready instead. If only the technology in Meghann Artes’ humorous little short film Sleepy Steve actually existed in real life.
I feel you, Steve. I feel you. I’ve totally imagined it too.