Well, it was bound to happen– amazingly, it’s taken all summer. I woke up late for work today. By late, I mean that when I woke, I was already late for my shift.
Fortunately, my schedule at B&B this summer has been exteremely flexible, so arriving “on-time” hasn’t been an issue. At Papa John’s, on the other hand, I definately have a traditional, rigid schedule. Normly, though, getting to Papa John’s on time is just an issue of leaving B&B when I’m supposed to– rather than something tricky like … waking up. I seldom arrive on time, but, similarly, I’m usually never more than 15 minutes or so late.
Today, though, I woke up about five minutes after my shift started. The kicker, though, is that my shift started at 5:00. That’s 5:00 … PM, mind you. Admittedly, it was a late night last night, but not that late. I just happened to sleep for about … twelve and a half hours. Heh.
Needless to say, I think I’m going to plug my alarm clock back in tonight. =)
And, as I get ready to go to bed, I feel rather guilty, knowing that I slept for 12.5 hours last night, I’ve been awake for about 10, and now I’m going back to sleep. *tsk*