7:10 a.m... BEEP BEEP BEEP... my alarm goes off for my 7:30 a.m. shift.
7:15 a.m... BEEP BEEP BEEP... my alarm goes off again. In my head "It takes me about 10 minutes to drive to work, so I guess that it means it is time to drag myself out of bed."
I know this is not just because my customers will not walk through the door with a smile and happy comments unless they have had at least two cups of coffee.
So, why do we do this to ourselves?
I mean yeah, there are some people who are exceptions and actually like and thrive in the morning but most people my age have a rough time in the morning. They even tell you going into college, "Don't schedule an 8 a.m. because you will never go." Sometimes it is even hard for me to get out of bed for an 11 a.m.
On a normal day:
When 7:30 a.m. hits, I look at the clock and realize I still have a few hours left and curl up in my blanket for some more pillow time.
At 9:00 a.m. my internal alarm goes off; as much as I hate that my body won't let me sleep anymore, it is better than that obnoxious beeping sound that I dread.
Then, at 9:30 a.m. I have had at least one cup of coffee, two if I am on my A-game.
Finally, at 11:00 a.m. I am fully functioning but still, on some days you might catch me with a sour look on my face because I still do not want to be up.
Is this all just me? Or is it the majority of people... the world may never know. All I know is that morning sucks and I have no idea why they are even a thing.