Wakeup Call

Where were you this morning at 2:30? Hopefully not jumping out of bed to the sound of the building's fire alarm like me. Since this has happened a time or two (although never woken me up quite so brutally) I put on a sweatshirt and some shoes and socks, grabbed my phone and my keys and just stood outside my door for a few minutes. My neighbors seemed to have a similar approach to the situation so I chatted with them for a few minutes before the alarm finally subsided. Once my ears stopped ringing and my heart beat slowed from the piercing screech of the alarm, I finally fell back asleep. For fear it wouldn't be the only disturbance of the night, I left my socks and sweatshirt on...just in case. Luckily the next sound I heard was my alarm.

It's funny, I always thought my own alarm clock was the worst way in the world to wake up. Turns out I was wrong. The good news is it was another false alarm (my assumption is someone in the building was smoking...something and set off the alarms) and the building didn't burn down.