Nightmare

One of the worst nightmares of people in my profession happened to me today!

And a spooky one at that. *Inserts eerie music*

I overslept!

No, correction, my alarm clock overslept. If that even makes sense.

So the day started off just as any other ordinary work day for me.

The alarm clock went off at 7am, and I rolled around in bed (normally for half an hour or so) wishing that I didn't have to get out of my warm quilt to go to work.

Then I casually picked up my Blackberry from the night stand to check if there were any messages (which I usually don't do till I get into the car, but for some reason, I did that this morning).

And that was when I realised, it wasn't 7'ish! It was nearly 8.15am!

My alarm clock was running a whole hour late!

How on earth did that happened?!

(Now the spooky part. It was still precisely an hour behind the actual time when I got home from work that night. Not a minute too early, not a minute too late, but an hour EXACTLY. @@)

Needless to say, I jumped out of bed and got dressed faster than anyone can say "panic".

And then, coincidentally, there was this whole thing with J* calling me because X* forgot to leave one of the keys on the premise and I was gonna pick it up from their place but in the end X* decided that it would be easier and faster for him to go down himself. Thank goodness that he did because he actually ended up, somehow, getting there sooner than I did and we managed to open on time.

Oh! Drama. Drama. Drama.

Anyway, this little overslept and spooky alarm clock incident honestly did freak me out a fair bit.

So tonight, I'm sleeping with at least five different alarm clocks.

Sweet dreams, peeps!