Okay then 22 minutes down, and already a comment; although since it is from my mother it really doesn't count for much in my soon-to-be-massive popularity as everyone discovers this and I become a national icon through my amazing ability to write, but it it is a start.
Now to start off my path to stardom, let's start with... how about alarm clocks.
We depend on them, we trust them with our lives, certainty of keeping our jobs, not being late for school, and of course catching the bus. And yet somehow they fail us, how could this be?
The number one reason of course would be the batteries die, or the clock becomes unplugged.
Take Home Alone 2 for example when the dad unplugs his alarm clock and then plugs it back in, but he fails to realize that it has reset and he needs to enter the time so that it may function correctly. When he does not it never goes off and they nearly miss their plane. Don't fret they catch it in time, but the price is that they leave their underage son behind (again) and he gets on the wrong plane. Seriously I think social services should look into this family.
But I digress, now back to the point. There are always circumstances that cause alarm clocks to not work correctly, but the one that affected me was unique if I may say so.
About a month ago I was instructed to clean my room, as I was doing so my little sister, who I shall call Mary for her own protection hung out with me to chat as I worked. At some point in time she ended up playing in my bed and accidentally placed my alarm clock in an unknown location. When school started and I was in need of a way to get up on time, I turned to an online clock, it worked for the first few times, until this morning. As it turns out I neglected to see that after the first 11 uses, it was no longer free for me to use, so when 6:30 came around it did not go off, and so I slept on, unaware. At 7:30 this morning the same time my bus left my bus stop my dad woke me up asking why it was I was still asleep, needless to say he was a little irked by this. After finding out that school started out in half an hour, I told my sister to get ready, put my bedhead hair in pigtails, got dressed, and ended up doing my makeup in the car as my generous father drove me to school. In the process I left a homework assignment at home along with my book. Luckily I was able to reprint my essay, and check out another book from the library.
Moral of the story, life in unfair, don't let your 10 year-old (now 11) sister near your clock, and don't use the online ones unless you read the limits that go along with them (which by the way for the most part read like radio instructions).
Have fun!
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