I have used the story about timber jack being so late at his logging site, that he does not have time to sharpen his saw. Some time ago I bumped into another quote that makes the same point.
“HERE is Edward Bear, coming downstairs now, bump, bump, bump, on the back of his head, behind Christopher Robin. It is, as far as he knows, the only way of coming downstairs, but sometimes he feels that there really is another way, if only he could stop bumping for a moment and think of it.”
It really gets painful sometimes.