The beeping began at 5:30am, and my hand went flying towards the nightstand. This is a natural reaction, since I am a habitual snoozer. (I hit the snooze button at least five times before taking any alarm seriously.)
Likely looking Like a drunken chimpanzee, I began to frantically hit all the buttons on top of the clock, and still, the annoying racket continued!
I decided to open my eyes a little wider, and pick up the noise-making jerk-face to find the button marked, “snooze”.
IT WASN’T THERE!!!
How can an alarm clock exist that doesn’t have a snooze button!?? I see one that says “On/Off”, and press it, with my hopes high.
I press it again, harder, and STILL no response!!
At this point, I’m becoming annoyed, and I snatch the clock from the nightstand AGAIN to take a closer look. Unfortunately, my klutz factor is multiplied by 100 when I first awake in the morning. This resulted in my dropping the clock onto the HARD and Non-carpeted floor!
For a split second, I grinned, thinking that I probably just killed it, so then I COULD snooze!!
“See!?? Take that, Motherfucker! You’ve been SILENCED!!!”
But as soon as that thought passed through my mind, the radio on the clock turned on instead. So, my beeping was then replaced by a loud, fuzzy, distorted sound. A bunch of loud, white noise!
AAAAHHH!!! That’s even WORSE!!!!!
“How is this thing still ALIVE!??”
Since I was obviously not going to make it turn off right away, I reached for the tuning knob so I could at LEAST have some music going while I figured out how to remedy my snooze situation.
(Side note: HAD I actually been awake and functioning, then simply unplugging the clock from the wall would have occurred to me. Hindsight, People……..)
When I attempted to find my favorite station, 96.5 The Buzz (<–Shameless name-drop!), the clock radio started playing some other song…no…wait….could it be? There was no EFFING way…….but yes….
Next thing I know, I’m hearing Lil Jon yell at me…
“TURN DOWN FOR WHAT!!!??????”
That’s IT!!! My alarm clock was officially channeling through the radio and attempting to communicate with me.
And what was it saying to me?
“Fuck you, I’m making all the noise I want!!! Now get the Hell out of bed!”
If anyone is in need of an alarm clock, let me know. I’m giving mine away.
It works great.