Bikes make life easy

So while picking up 10 pounds of sugary goodness that I call Candy at Wal-Mart, I found out why I really ride bikes. I had the cross bike on the roof rack. I come out after the purchase and see ONE bike towering above the other cars. Easy.
Pedal a circle. Do that over and over. Easy.
Run errands on the bike, save time by doing so instead of using a car. Easy.
I'm getting lazy in the thinking department because of things like this.

What I laugh at is how easy some stuff is to do, but people don't do them anyway. I don't get mad at having to do the said task, but the fact that the person delegating the task to you to do because it is so easy is what erks me.
Instead of taking the trash out, a task that takes less than 1 minute. WHY would you get a pen, pad, and write down a note for ME to take out the trash. Something that would take about a minute to do??? Parents hold the key though, to instant slavery. Go Slavery!