Cable Guys
I get home around 7:30 am everyday after working a twelve hour shift. I'm in bed by eight o'clock, and try to be up by around 12:30-1:00 pm. As you can tell, sleep is a precious resource for me. I crave it most of the time, and relish the way my bed feels when I lay in it.
Today I was awakened by the sound of drilling, men's voices, and a cable/wire being slapped around the wall of my bedroom. I didn't hear any screams, and heard my wife's voice speaking calmly to one of the men, so I figured the my shotgun could stay in it's hiding spot. I tried to go back to sleep, only to get jarred awake by the sound of my smoke alarms screeching their alerts. The sound didn't last long, so I tried once again to go back to sleep. Next thing I know, I hear one of the guys asking for access into my room to work. My wife, to my utter dismay, offers to wake and move me. I comply, and on my way out of the room one of the guys greets me. I must have given him the look of death, because I was in my oldest's room for maybe 30 seconds, when the work was mysteriously completed, and the Cable Guys were exiting my home. Apparently upon further review, it was decided that we only needed one phone in the house after all. (We have phone service through our cable TV company.)
I flopped onto my bed, and tried my hardest to fall asleep. Eventually I fell out, only to hear my alarm go off minutes later. The clock was promptly shut off, and came real close to receiving it's first flying lesson. I must have advanced the clock ahead by an hour, while trying to figure out how to turn off my alarm. When I finally dragged myself out of bed, I thought I was really close to being late for work. So I rushed around the bathroom and bedroom gettting ready for my workday. I rushed myself into the kitchen and discovered that I was exactly one hour ahead of the rest of my time-zone.
As my Mom likes to say....Oh Well.
Today I was awakened by the sound of drilling, men's voices, and a cable/wire being slapped around the wall of my bedroom. I didn't hear any screams, and heard my wife's voice speaking calmly to one of the men, so I figured the my shotgun could stay in it's hiding spot. I tried to go back to sleep, only to get jarred awake by the sound of my smoke alarms screeching their alerts. The sound didn't last long, so I tried once again to go back to sleep. Next thing I know, I hear one of the guys asking for access into my room to work. My wife, to my utter dismay, offers to wake and move me. I comply, and on my way out of the room one of the guys greets me. I must have given him the look of death, because I was in my oldest's room for maybe 30 seconds, when the work was mysteriously completed, and the Cable Guys were exiting my home. Apparently upon further review, it was decided that we only needed one phone in the house after all. (We have phone service through our cable TV company.)
I flopped onto my bed, and tried my hardest to fall asleep. Eventually I fell out, only to hear my alarm go off minutes later. The clock was promptly shut off, and came real close to receiving it's first flying lesson. I must have advanced the clock ahead by an hour, while trying to figure out how to turn off my alarm. When I finally dragged myself out of bed, I thought I was really close to being late for work. So I rushed around the bathroom and bedroom gettting ready for my workday. I rushed myself into the kitchen and discovered that I was exactly one hour ahead of the rest of my time-zone.
As my Mom likes to say....Oh Well.
posted by Tall Molly Man at 10:32 PM
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