Last night, my roommate went to a concert and a friend drove her. Thusly, she didn't take her keys with her. But I didn't know this. So I locked the door before I went to bed at 11pm. Around 11pm, I also set my alarm for 7:45 am so I could shower before my favorite brother picked me up for church at 8:50am.
Then, my phone started ringing at 12:51am because the roommate was home and needed me to unlock the door. But my ringtone and the alarm sound enough alike that I opened my phone, hit clear, and then closed the phone again. "I'll go back to sleep," I thought. "I'm tired and I can get like five more minutes of sleep. Then I'll get up and shower."
Then she started knocking on the door. And I thought, "If my alarm just went off, why is Greg here already? I'll go tell him I need to get dressed before we can go to church."
So I went to the front door and opened it. There was my roommate. Then I went back to my room and realized that it was 12:51 am...not 7:45am.
I went back to sleep for another six hours and fifty-four minutes. Then I got up.
And then the USA lost to Canada in hockey. Go back to preschool and learn how to grow a beard, Sidney Crosby.
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