At 3:30 this morning I got up to get a drink.  My roommate was still up, or at least his desk light was still on.  He will occasionally fall asleep in odd places, so I didn't worry overmuch.  At 5:40 this morning, his cell phone alarm clock began jamming out on his bed across the room.  He wasn't there.  I thrashed my way to it, clicked it off, and went back to bed.  Then, it once more persisted in rocking out.  This time, I opened the door and slid it out onto the hall carpet.  I went back to bed, it was gone, I didn't care if it played in the hall with the door closed.  I think John did, though, because it shut up fairly quickly.  At 7:10 when my alarm went off, John was sound asleep in his bed, like nothing ever happened.  Ahh, roommates.

Now I get to go to a career fair on 4.8 hours of sleep!  Whoo!

 

What did you think of this article?

Liked
Disliked
No Opinion