Dec
1
2004

beep bleep

I woke up this morning feeling warm, calm and well-rested.

And then a surging dread came over me as I realized that there was something dreadfully wrong with that. A quick glance at my bedside clock confirmed it: 10:05 a.m. — 5 minutes late for work, and I wasn’t even out of bed yet. I must have slept through my alarm, or else turned it off and had no memory of doing so.

Cursing, I jumped out of bed and stumbled into the living room, where I dug my cellphone out of my purse. Left a voicemail for the boss: “Hi. I somehow managed to oversleep this morning. I’m sorry. I’ll be in really soon … (long pause) … Oh, this is Alyson.” Went back to my bedroom, where I searched through the “clean clothes I haven’t gotten around to folding yet” pile for a work-appropriate outfit that wouldn’t require ironing.

I was out the door in record time — no more than 15 minutes after I got out of bed. I made it to work by 10:35, cringing as I made the “walk of shame” past my more punctual coworkers to my desk.

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