Every morning at 5:30 I begin my ritual. The alarm blares through my bedroom awakening me from my slumber and I violently throw my arm on my nightstand to hit the snooze button. 10 minutes later I repeat the process. Another 10 minutes go by and I hit snooze again.
This goes on for approximately 45 minutes. By that time my hand is so sore from fighting the alarm clock that I have no choice but to concede defeat, get out of bed, and drag myself to the shower.
The alarm is just so loud- and rude- and just plain inconsiderate. In my opinion, the sun should serve as everyone’s wake up call- not some shrieking noise that scares you half to death, interrupting your dreams.
Who invented the alarm clock anyway?