Today, Ford is associated with increased productivity, mainly because of the invention of the assembly line; however, during his childhood, his reputation was quite the opposite.

On his family's Michigan farm in the 1870s, it was a standing joke. A neighbor who worked alongside him laughingly noted that:

That little devil was the laziest bugger on the face of the earth!... Henry would work along all right until about ten o'clock in the morning, and then he would want to go to the house for a drink of water. He would go and get the drink of water, but he would never come back!

What if laziness doesn't exist? And is it just the word we use for a type of work we don't yet understand?