bothered
25 Nov 2004, 1:10pm
I don't believe what just happened. I'm working nights this week and the last two days got 3.5 hours sleep a day. I get to bed around 7:30am, Tuesday I had to get up at 11am to meet Shorty, Wednesday I'd forgot to turn my alarm off and got up at 11 again.I went to bed this morning knackered. At 11am I was awakened by the postman banging on the door. (I am waiting for some games to arrive) My first thought was 'The games have come, woo hoo' and jumped out of bed, threw my jeans on and wobbled downstairs half asleep fumbling for my keys. I got the door open and sure enough the postmans there with a padded envelope with my name on it. I quickly sign for it, thank postman and hurry inside full of expectancy. I didn't make my usual mug of Tea, I didn't roll my morning ***, I got straight into ripping the envelope open and emptied the contents out onto the table. Guess what fell out? 11 packets of Scholl corn plasters! Am I still asleep? Is this just a weird dream? Why is 11am so important? Who sent them? Why? Am I going mad?