The alarm clock screams you out of a conversation with your best friend about Bill Gates and how if he didn’t have to go to College to become this successful, then why did you? Especially since you’re not using your degree in your current job and Bill gets a yacht but you can’t even afford a RC boat for your kid. And then, in half wakefulness, you wonder just how much your dreams reflect your subconscious, because … well … you don’t have a kid who wants a boat.

You slam the clock into silence while it blinks 8:00am. Blinking back at it: “Why 8am? You’re late for work!” The panic hits before you remember that you’ve been given the day off.

But… There’s an alarm, but there’s no work to wake up to. This is prime sleep-in territory right here, and your sinister alter-ego must’ve anticipated the torture you’d experience in this very moment. There’s no other explanation for that alarm. Your head returns to its warm and welcoming indentation in the pillow.

You close your eyes and Bill Gates is standing in front of you, explaining that there’s just no room in his entourage for a person with a Physical Education degree. Your counterpoint rests on the fact that 85% of today’s college grads do not use their degrees in their career fields. He rolls his bazillion-dollar eyes. You can feel the vessels in your neck expand and tighten with your blood pressure. And your heart is pounding in your ears – except it’s a loud buzzing pounding that sounds a lot like….

THAT STUPID ALARM CLOCK AGAIN.

This time you’re full of frustration. That’s it. You throw back the covers and try clear your mind and it comes to you.

You’re staring at a blank-slate of a day. Nothing to do but enjoy the fact that you have nothing to do. And sleeping ’til 8am is late enough. You planned to get out and do something with the day.

So, this is what you do: [finish the story in a comment]