0550

15 May 2008

So there I was, minding my own business. Asleep. Then suddenly I wasn’t asleep anymore. Something was happening. I squinted at the clock. 5.50am. That can’t be right. What’s happening? Wait, something’s buzzing. That’s not my phone alarm … it’s a text message.

I picked up my phone and that too said that it was 5.50am. It had to be true. The message was from my charming continental client, asking me to make a little alteration to his website. I stared at the screen a little while longer before replying that yeah, I’d do it … when I was awake. I turned over to return to my slumber. Only now the deed was in my head. I told myself repeatedly that it could wait a few hours, but the grand task of highlight-delete-upload wouldn’t stop playing before my eyes.

By now it was 6.15am. Dammit. I evidently wasn’t going to get to sleep any time soon and so I put on my dressing gown and glasses and headed downstairs. Computer on, changes made, pages uploaded. Done in ten minutes. Except, being me, I had to just check the counter, email Lauren and look at the news before finally heading back to bed another 15 minutes later.

The moral of the story? Don’t befriend people who live in other time zones. Oh, and don’t be a nut like me. Stay in bed.

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dreamdust » Thinking of changing my number…
19th May 2008 @ 8:46 am

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