Things I Do While Clapping on Medium
If you don’t do this you’re lazy.

I spend a lot of time reading articles on Medium. More than I should, according to many writers saying “stop reading, start writing”.
I know they mean me. Personally. Ouch.
It’s just too easy to lose track of time when I’m so engrossed in an endless stream of high quality writing.
Here’s the thing. I’m a Medium Saint who claps for every article I read. And not just one clap. Not just five claps.
Fifty. I clap fifty times. Saint.
I do so because other writers put up a fuss about only clapping once or whatever. And I get it. If I only get one clap, or three, I wonder why my writing didn’t warrant fifty claps. After all, it doesn’t cost the reader anything.
Or does it?
In my estimation, it takes about six to seven seconds to reach max clap. That’s a long time to press the clap button. And if you read and clap as much as I do, it adds up and ends up costing a lot of time.
The problem is, I get bored while clapping. It’s like watching a pot of water on the stove. Or watching the microwave count down. If you watch the thing, it don’t do its thing.
One day, while pressing the clap button, I took a sip of coffee. That’s when I realized I could easily be a bit more proactive and multitask while I clap. Get some personal stuff done.
I started small, like just taking a sip of coffee while building up to fifty claps. Gradually, my multitasking skills increased. In a few days, I was able to finish the whole cup and run into the kitchen refill it, all while waiting for the clap button to arrive at capacity.
I kept clapping and practicing my multitasking. I’ve now reached the point where I’m a highly skilled Holy Being on Medium who gives all the high quality posts the 50 claps they deserve, while at the same time taking care of my own needs.
I can unload the dishwasher in 50 claps. I can cook breakfast in 50 claps. I can do my skin care and work out routine in 50 claps each.
The other night, with a bit of strategy and pre planning, I was able to cook and host a dinner party for 8 guests in 50 claps.
I’ve reached a point where I no longer use the measure of time for anything. I now use Medium claps as the standard for everything I do.
Help my friend move to her new condo across town? 130 claps.
Wait for my car to get out of the garage? 300 claps.
Wait for my partner to finish describing his dream? 6,499 claps.
And I’ll be honest. My workout routine only takes 8 claps, max.






