Wait, that was an alarm?

I think this conversation sort of sums up my day:

Me: Brady, I woke up late today. I didn't get up until 8:30. I couldn't take a shower and now I feel dirty.

Brady: Wow.

Me: I have to catch a train at 8:53.

Brady: Did you make it?

Me: Barely. I think something is wrong with my alarm. It stopped going off this morning. Which is why I woke up at 8:30 instead of 7:15.

Brady: Really?

Me: Yeah, I mean after I hit snooze 4 times, it just stopped going off.

Brady: Wow that's awful...wait, you hit snooze 4 times?

The moral of this story? There could be many. One of them could be that I should get my lazy butt out of bed and stop hitting snooze. Another moral might be that when asking for sympathy, I should leave out a few details to make my plight more pathetic.

But the real moral, the one I'm taking from the encounter: Alarm clocks should go off forever, no matter how many times you hit snooze. My alarm clock has failed me.

(The alarm clock in question. Maybe it just boycotted because it's so dusty...)

Brady advised that I test out my alarm clock some time when I wasn't trying to wake up, but I'm kind of sleepy and that would take lots of time (because I would have to snooze it 4 times). Instead I am going to just take my chances. But I will be showering tomorrow, even if I wake up late. Everyone in the office is on vacation anyway. Except me.

Until tomorrow gentle readers. Until tomorrow.

P.S. If you were wondering what that fuzzy thing is in the upper left hand corner of the photo, that's a stuffed hedgehog. A giant one. What, you don't have one of these in your room? Maybe you should.