(you didn’t though, did you?)
This morning, I got to work an hour early, but not on purpose. I woke in a panic, sure I’d overslept, hurriedly got dressed, was out of my apartment on the hour, walked to the subway, skipped the first few trains because they were far too packed and I’m a bit of a claustrophobe (and yet I live in NY! imagine), got on the train, read, etc. Train was stuck for awhile, so I anxiously checked the clock. It was at the :50, which wasn’t bad. I might just squeeze in. And then I realized, it was 8:50, not 9:50. A realization that took me an hour to reach. An entire hour to realize I was an hour ahead of schedule.
Oh, there were things that might have warned me. Like thinking, “You can tell I hit snooze a billion times because my phone is still going off as I’m leaving” (nope, that was the first alarm) and hearing my roommate’s alarm clock going off across the apartment (a roommate who is normally awake hours before me). But morning panic overrode all of that. Astoundingly.
That’s something you almost do in high school, when you wake up really early panicking, or panic on Saturday morning because you’re sure it’s Friday and you overslept. That’s not something a normal person with a normal functioning brain does. I don’t think? At least everyone in the office thinks I’m having an uber-studious day.
This has been the most bookish of all the bookish posts I have posted.
Here’s a picture of the loch ness monster:
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murmurandshout said:
I have two jobs that alternate days, and one starts an hour earlier than the other. I do this about once a month. But I think even people with regular schedules do it sometimes. Don’t feel bad!
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irunfrombears said:
loch ness monster always reminds me of youtu.be/9cn7xfB…
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