Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Panic

It takes me about 4 minutes to drive to work (even with traffic) and I'm supposed to be in the office at 8:30.

Imagine my surprise when I looked down at my dashboard this morning and saw that it was 9:37. I broke out in an immediate sweat and slammed on the breaks. 

"What the hell?! Oh my God!"

I started thinking back to this morning and trying to figure out how many times I hit the snooze button, how long my shower really was, did I even set my alarm for the right time??

As I'm starting to hyperventilate I notice that there's something funny about the clock. There isn't a ":" between the numbers, but a "."
"Oh that's the radio... that's the station oookay. Okay. We're good."

It was 8:28 and I still had 2 full minutes to get to work on time. All was right with the world.

This isn't a new car I'm driving or anything. Same car I've had for 2 and a half years. I'm just that brilliant.

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