Funny Story:
Sound asleep. Suddenly, I hear really loud noise, and as I was sound asleep, I could not comprehend what the hell said loud noise meant. I vaguely remember calling out something along the lines of "What the fuck is that?" I hear the front door of the apartment slam, and Cristina says (very calmly given the situation): "There's a ton of smoke outside... and that's a fire alarm." FUCK!
Grab keys, hoodie, and cell phone (I knew that there was a reason I put everything in it's place at night.) find flip flops and walk out. Thick choking smoke.... And it smells oddly like cooking oil. So I get outside and start wondering.... who the hell would be cooking at 5-something in the morning?
Standing outside in 40-something degrees in nothing but my hoodie and Captain Morgan boxer shorts, watching the fire department ever-so-slowly pull up at 5-something in the morning sucks. I called my parents to let them know what was up. Mom sounded unbelievably pissed that she was woken up, and I'm not entirely sure why, because she has to get up at 5:00 AM to get ready for work. So I get off the phone, and note the time on the clock:
12:20 AM. Suddenly, I don't give a shit that some dumbass turned the heat up way too high under his french fries. I've only been asleep for an hour. And now, I can't stop laughing, because it's all so fucking dumb.
Disclaimer: the grammar probably sucks in the post. Just because I'm not pissed that I was woken up after an hour of sleep, doesn't mean that I'm entirely coherent.
Grab keys, hoodie, and cell phone (I knew that there was a reason I put everything in it's place at night.) find flip flops and walk out. Thick choking smoke.... And it smells oddly like cooking oil. So I get outside and start wondering.... who the hell would be cooking at 5-something in the morning?
Standing outside in 40-something degrees in nothing but my hoodie and Captain Morgan boxer shorts, watching the fire department ever-so-slowly pull up at 5-something in the morning sucks. I called my parents to let them know what was up. Mom sounded unbelievably pissed that she was woken up, and I'm not entirely sure why, because she has to get up at 5:00 AM to get ready for work. So I get off the phone, and note the time on the clock:
12:20 AM. Suddenly, I don't give a shit that some dumbass turned the heat up way too high under his french fries. I've only been asleep for an hour. And now, I can't stop laughing, because it's all so fucking dumb.
Disclaimer: the grammar probably sucks in the post. Just because I'm not pissed that I was woken up after an hour of sleep, doesn't mean that I'm entirely coherent.