Someone once told me that behind every good man is a good woman. I now understand why this is true.
Last night, Claire worked a night shift – her first in a long time. This meant that I was left home alone. I successfully managed to get myself fed, watered, washed, dressed and to bed.
Feeling rather smug that I had managed all this on my own, I went to sleep. I was awoken some time later by the alarm on my bedside clock. I was dazed and confused, as anyone would be after being disturbed from their sleep in the middle of the night. I managed to silence the alarm and after a few minutes, came to my senses and realised what had happened… Last week, I had unplugged the clock. This resulted in the time being reset. I had put the time back what it should be. Everything fine, dandy and back to normal. Or so I thought. Yes, the time was correct, the alarm, however, was not.
Whoever makes digital alarm clocks, clearly has a sadistic and twisted mind as the default alarm after the clock is reset is 00:00 – midnight! Who on earth wants to be woken up at that time? Certainly not me! The alarm was changed back to a more humane time of 8:05am – yes, I know that I get up late for work, but that’s one of the perks of living round the corner from the office.
The moral of this story is, if Claire had not been working, she would have spotted that the alarm was set for midnight and it would not have gone off, freaking me out. OK, in reality, she probably wouldn’t have noticed the clock, it would still have alarmed, resulting in us both being woken up and Claire being cross with me.
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