Those who know me well know that I loves me some sleepin'. It is quite possibly my favourite thing in the world. I really do love it. So when you wake me from my golden slumber then I kind of want to shoot you in the face.
This morning my phone rang at 5am. 5:00! AM! It was a withheld number. I did not answer it because IT WAS 5 FUCKING AM and I really could not have formed complete sentences at the time. But here's the kicker: if you are calling me at 5am, I would assume that whatever you need to talk to me about it sort of important... BUT IT WAS NOT IMPORTANT ENOUGH TO LEAVE A MESSAGE.
Stupid jerks.
The moral of the story? Don't wake me up unless it is for something reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally good like "Hey, you totally just won a million dollars" or "Hey, George Clooney is here and we wants to marry you." or "Hey, it snowed 4 feet and so you don't have to go to work... you can totally sleep in." Those would all be acceptable. But I would probably still be a little grumpy. Grrrr.
1 comment:
Don't you think a withheld call at 5 am is creepy? I do. Was that your cell ? If I got a mystery call at that time, I would be so creeped out I would go and wake you up. So don't do it to me.
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