Mark this day on your calendar
Why?
Because I slept in.
Yep, I have insomnia and I slept through 2 alarm clocks beeping and ringing for almost an hour and a half. I can not remember the last time I actually needed an alarm clock because I'm just never asleep for long enough to require one. I also have a very accurate internal alarm that I have never had a problem with on the days that I was actually asleep.
So, I woke up at 8:50 this morning. I wasn't asleep all night or anything, but had gone back to bed around 5am hoping to score about an hour or 2 of sleep before getting up for work. Of course, today was one of the very few days that I actually had to work at 9am... and I woke up 10 minutes before I was supposed to be at work. Thankfully the store doesn't actually open until 9:30, but I obviously have some prep work to do before I actually open up. And, of course I was the only one opening the store.
So, I wake up (finally) to a bunch of buzzing and ringing and hit the alarm clock on my desk to turn it off. I grab my cell phone and flip it open and hit a button and notice that the phone says it's 8:47. I squint at it briefly... pause for about 5 seconds while staring at the phone and look over at my analog alarm clock on my desk. The desk clock verifies that it is indeed almost 8:48. As if 2 clocks were not enough, I sit up (quite rapidly) and look at the clock on my wall... which happens to also confirm the fact that I have indeed slept in. I PANIC.
I jump out of bed, grab some pants and boxers and bolt to my bathroom. I can't go to work directly out of bed... because I just don't function at all without my shower to wake me up. I was also on my third day without a shave, and needed to quickly take care of that. Hindsight is always 20/20 and I shouldn't have worried about the quick shave because the Gillette Mach 3 razor one a pretty good battle with my face this morning. It almost appears that a tiny cat had it's way with my left cheek, because you can distinctly see where all 3 blades sliced 3 very clean inch long cuts into my skin. SHIT. I finish my abbreviated shower and step with blood completely running down my face and my neck. Honestly... why today?
While I was quickly drying I decided I had no other choice than to bandage that wound up and hope that it actually stopped gushing blood before I opened the store. With very messy hair, tooth brush hanging out of my mouth, bottle of water in hand and some clothes half assed pulled on to my body... I run out to my car.
Oh yeah... it rained last night... and then froze. It is now 3 minutes after 9. I unlock my car and toss my shit inside, and with toothbrush still in my mouth I rummaged in my trunk to find my ice scraper. I had already started the car, but it took me a minute or so to remember that the ice scraper was actually inside my car already because I had used it once this fall. I grab it, quickly clean off the bare minimum of ice so that I can sort of see, and I hop in the car. Finally something went right for me, because my seat warmer had actually already started to warm my seat. I drive off at a rather hurried pace.
I get to the underground parking after brushing my teeth for the entire 4 minute drive there. I step out of the car, walk over to a garbage can, gargle some water, spit and repeat. Toss the toothbrush (really, what else was I gonna do with it?) and walk into the mall. Go to the bathroom, wash my face quickly, examine my wound and find that it's stopped bleeding. I carefully pulled the the bandage off, softly washed any dried blood from my wound and walked to the store. Look at that... it's not quite 9:15.
I got all of my prep work done and opened the store on time. I won't lie... I looked like shit today. The parts of my face that the Mach 3 didn't try to remove completely were patchy at best. In fact, the only place I think the razor even cleaned any hair off my face was where it actually cut me. I've made a mental note just to take an electric razor next time and do a quick, dry shave in the store when there are no customers around.
I think it's time to go read and relax. I actually feel that I deserve it today. I wonder what my wound will look like tomorrow?
Because I slept in.
Yep, I have insomnia and I slept through 2 alarm clocks beeping and ringing for almost an hour and a half. I can not remember the last time I actually needed an alarm clock because I'm just never asleep for long enough to require one. I also have a very accurate internal alarm that I have never had a problem with on the days that I was actually asleep.
So, I woke up at 8:50 this morning. I wasn't asleep all night or anything, but had gone back to bed around 5am hoping to score about an hour or 2 of sleep before getting up for work. Of course, today was one of the very few days that I actually had to work at 9am... and I woke up 10 minutes before I was supposed to be at work. Thankfully the store doesn't actually open until 9:30, but I obviously have some prep work to do before I actually open up. And, of course I was the only one opening the store.
So, I wake up (finally) to a bunch of buzzing and ringing and hit the alarm clock on my desk to turn it off. I grab my cell phone and flip it open and hit a button and notice that the phone says it's 8:47. I squint at it briefly... pause for about 5 seconds while staring at the phone and look over at my analog alarm clock on my desk. The desk clock verifies that it is indeed almost 8:48. As if 2 clocks were not enough, I sit up (quite rapidly) and look at the clock on my wall... which happens to also confirm the fact that I have indeed slept in. I PANIC.
I jump out of bed, grab some pants and boxers and bolt to my bathroom. I can't go to work directly out of bed... because I just don't function at all without my shower to wake me up. I was also on my third day without a shave, and needed to quickly take care of that. Hindsight is always 20/20 and I shouldn't have worried about the quick shave because the Gillette Mach 3 razor one a pretty good battle with my face this morning. It almost appears that a tiny cat had it's way with my left cheek, because you can distinctly see where all 3 blades sliced 3 very clean inch long cuts into my skin. SHIT. I finish my abbreviated shower and step with blood completely running down my face and my neck. Honestly... why today?
While I was quickly drying I decided I had no other choice than to bandage that wound up and hope that it actually stopped gushing blood before I opened the store. With very messy hair, tooth brush hanging out of my mouth, bottle of water in hand and some clothes half assed pulled on to my body... I run out to my car.
Oh yeah... it rained last night... and then froze. It is now 3 minutes after 9. I unlock my car and toss my shit inside, and with toothbrush still in my mouth I rummaged in my trunk to find my ice scraper. I had already started the car, but it took me a minute or so to remember that the ice scraper was actually inside my car already because I had used it once this fall. I grab it, quickly clean off the bare minimum of ice so that I can sort of see, and I hop in the car. Finally something went right for me, because my seat warmer had actually already started to warm my seat. I drive off at a rather hurried pace.
I get to the underground parking after brushing my teeth for the entire 4 minute drive there. I step out of the car, walk over to a garbage can, gargle some water, spit and repeat. Toss the toothbrush (really, what else was I gonna do with it?) and walk into the mall. Go to the bathroom, wash my face quickly, examine my wound and find that it's stopped bleeding. I carefully pulled the the bandage off, softly washed any dried blood from my wound and walked to the store. Look at that... it's not quite 9:15.
I got all of my prep work done and opened the store on time. I won't lie... I looked like shit today. The parts of my face that the Mach 3 didn't try to remove completely were patchy at best. In fact, the only place I think the razor even cleaned any hair off my face was where it actually cut me. I've made a mental note just to take an electric razor next time and do a quick, dry shave in the store when there are no customers around.
I think it's time to go read and relax. I actually feel that I deserve it today. I wonder what my wound will look like tomorrow?
posted by Kelly at 6:25 PM
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