Flashback

So this is blog worthy.

I started out my morning just as every other morning. Asleep. My alarm went off at 645 because I had to go to work this morning. So I turned it off and closed my eyes again. At about 710, my phone was ringing. I squinted at the screen to see it say Msgr. Oh fuck, my boss is calling.

When I worked at channel 6, it wasn't uncommon to sleep past my alarm and get a call from an irritated coworker. ***enter my flashback***

Even though I wasn't supposed to be at work until 745, I was in full freakout mode.

"Hi!!! I'm getting out of bed right now, I'm on my way, I wasn't sleeping! Hello!?"

Msgr was very confused at this point. I was tearing the bedsheets off of myself and my eyes were still closed.

"Uhm, Julia? It snowed out here, what is the weather like in town?"

My response? "It's dark".

Who the hell says that!? Apparently I do. So now he was even more confused then before. So I then opened my eyes and looked out the window. "Holy crap, it snowed again!". If my boss doesn't think I'm an idiot, it would be a miracle.

Seriously, please don't have conversations with me first thing in the morning.

So anyway, my boss is a self proclaimed "snice-aphobe" meaning he is afraid of snow and ice. So he ended up telling me not to rush into work. So I put my jammies back on and crawled back in bed to tell dear husband the good news. His response?

"Damn your job is too easy". And then he farted. The end.