This morning I woke up to the sun streaming through the blinds. What time is it? I squinted at the clock and saw 1:32.
WHAT?! 1:32 in Seattle is 2:32 in Salt Lake and I'm supposed to be working today!
Words cannot describe how quickly I jumped out of bed in search of my phone. I knew my phone wouldn't lie to me. Plus, I didn't have my glasses on and even with squinty, blurry morning-eyes I would be able to hold the phone close enough to my face to read it accurately.
7:32.
A half hour early, not five and a half hours late. That's better.
3 comments:
Panic...really. I would have thought, "wow, that was the best last day of work ever."
i thought you pulled a Dane Cook for a second.
LOL...I forgot about that Dane Cook routine. How funny!
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