My work week is over
I'm glad. My body has decided I need to wake up at three a.m. to be at work by eight o'clock. Uh. No. So, I've been having a terrible time trying to sleep. Last night, I wound up staying up far later than I'd expected to, going to bed around midnight rather than the nine o'clock I wanted to be in bed by. I figured, 'well, I'll sleep through the whole three o'clock thing'.
And I was hard asleep, until -
Three o'clock. Someone started banging on a neighbor's door and screaming at the top of his lungs. I lay there in bed, thinking that someone would let him in. Or shout out their door to tell him to shut up.
No.
After about fifteen minutes, I called the police.
"What house is he at?" the operator asked.
"I don't know, I can't see him. But he's plenty loud, you can hear him up and down the street."
"Well..."
I don't know if the police came. I turned my fan on high, because they weren't there in ten minutes, and he was still screaming and pounding on that door. I rolled onto my right side (I'm deaf in my left ear), and I could still hear him, but much more muffled. And I tried to go back to sleep.
It was a very broken sleep, though; every little sound jerked me awake after Mr. Screamer had his go. So, it was very difficult for me throughout most of the day at work. I was also so hungry all morning, I have no idea why.
Oh - the reason why my work week is over? I don't have passwords to be able to access the computer programs, and the area where I work is more or less closed tomorrow (they all work really weird shifts. I've met people who only come in once every two weeks. My boss is supposed to only work four days a week). So, I have tomorrow off. Maybe I can get some sleep, and get back into writing my fmabigbang story again.
And I was hard asleep, until -
Three o'clock. Someone started banging on a neighbor's door and screaming at the top of his lungs. I lay there in bed, thinking that someone would let him in. Or shout out their door to tell him to shut up.
No.
After about fifteen minutes, I called the police.
"What house is he at?" the operator asked.
"I don't know, I can't see him. But he's plenty loud, you can hear him up and down the street."
"Well..."
I don't know if the police came. I turned my fan on high, because they weren't there in ten minutes, and he was still screaming and pounding on that door. I rolled onto my right side (I'm deaf in my left ear), and I could still hear him, but much more muffled. And I tried to go back to sleep.
It was a very broken sleep, though; every little sound jerked me awake after Mr. Screamer had his go. So, it was very difficult for me throughout most of the day at work. I was also so hungry all morning, I have no idea why.
Oh - the reason why my work week is over? I don't have passwords to be able to access the computer programs, and the area where I work is more or less closed tomorrow (they all work really weird shifts. I've met people who only come in once every two weeks. My boss is supposed to only work four days a week). So, I have tomorrow off. Maybe I can get some sleep, and get back into writing my fmabigbang story again.