Creative Commons photo credit to Gabriel Passarelli
Laurie made the mistake of calling me before 10 AM today, and I launched into a litany of things that were pissing me off, namely:
1. Fred discovered how to break into his food container.
2. I had to OH THE HORROR do an assignment outside of class.
3. I was awake.
So, um, sorry Laurie! Please do not be afraid to ever call me again.
It wasn’t so bad when I was working — I quickly found that it was not workplace-appropriate to hate the entire world and ESPECIALLY You Who Is Calling Me Prior To 11. Somehow, I shudder to think of it now, I even managed to give bi-weekly presentations on strategic goals and shit to SVPs at 8:30 in the morning. IN THE MORNING. AM. Ante Meridiem (I just looked that up for emphasis).
But now that I’m back in school, I’ve returned to my nocturnal ways. I’m lucky The Boy is also a sleeper, but even he can incur my morning wrath sometimes. One morning last semester, that poor man made the mistake of asking me to shower before him, the heathen, and I was so overwhelmed with irrational anger that I didn’t speak to him the entire way to school. It took me 3/4 of Copyright class until I realized why I was mad and got really, really embarrassed.
Believe it or not, I’m a generational improvement over my father. He’s a retired surgeon, so he was on call a lot. And I’ve heard from many an ER nurse that for any pre-9 AM call, they would hope against hope that my mother would answer, so that she could gently coax him out of sleep before they had to present him with the news that a trip out of bed and into the hospital was in order.
[Please note that this chart is made out of love, and not actually representative of real home life.]
Even to this day, I know any early morning call home is risky. Will I get pleased-to-hear-from-his-eldest Dad or what-sane-person-is-up-this-early Dad?
I wish I knew why, aside from parentage, I had so much difficulty in the morning, and I wish I didn’t. Life would start so much earlier. And less grumpier. And THAT would be better for everyone.
Especially for lucky caller #1.