Several months ago I bought an expensive alarm clock. I liked it a lot. It has a circular screen, and I can choose to have it digital, or "analog" with hands on the screen. I can change the color on the screen. I can wake to CD, or iPod, or AM, or FM....set two alarms. It's a very cool clock.
I hated it. You see (and I saw), the damn thing glows too bright. I has a dimmer switch on the back, but I could, and did, make hand puppet shapes on the wall. It's hard to sleep when light from your damn alarm clock pours through your eyelids like the sun...if the sun was green, or light blue, or navy blue. Heck, I'm sure I could get paisley if I wanted.
After six months of bad sleep due to the brilliant nature of the damn clock... I bought a new one yesterday. The old one is in the guest room (I like guests, but I also like it when they don't stay long.)
Ready for a laugh? Well... I have one for you.
1) Our bed has a footboard. On the corners of the footboard are oak, decorative, bulb-on-the-bottom and sharpish-on-the-top, thingamabobs.
2) I woke in the middle of the night last night and decided to use the toilet.
3) I'm used to being able to see by the light of the old alarm clock.
4) I'm 5'6" tall...and my waist is barely above the top of the decorations from hell on the footboard.
Last night, at 3:07 AM...this is what my wife heard:
FLUSH! "Uh-oh" ...careful step, careful step...confident step...
KERUNCH! "Woof! WHY IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS ROUND DOES THIS DAMN THING HURT SO MUCH?"
And yes... I got no sympathy whatsoever!
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