Morlock that I am

I don't mind it. It's what I am and I'm okay with that.

Besides, being one of those Eloi surface dwellers is overrated. Mostly in that there is a chance they will be eaten by a Morlock. I don't have that problem.

But I do often wish there was a convenient way to carry steak sauce about. It's impossible to know when one will need it (it's always such an impulsive thing) and lets face it, "be prepared" isn't exactly the motto of my kind. Since there is no way I'm going to carry a bottle of A1 steak sauce small enough to fit in my pocket and I simply refuse to wear a fanny pack I might just be SOL, know what I mean?

Life can be tough, ya know?