'Ed?'
'...'
Every day whenever I heard that voice calling me, I remembered that morning sunlight would always shine through the window in our bedroom, waking me up from my sweet dreams.
'Ed!'
And then I would reply with the words such as 'I know!' 'I hear you!' or '5 more minutes!'. There was never a day that my ass would spring up from our bed as soon as I woke up, no matter if it was a workday, Saturday, Sunday, or holiday, or whatever the day, I never cared. Consequently, I went to work late on a daily basis and got scolded by the boss until she was officially done with me and declared that Adel Ozward would never get to clock off work at 5 but always at 6 because he never arrived at 8 but always at 9.
Yet I thought it was totally worth it though. Going to work late every single day saved me that therapist session cost. I swore I could go insane the second week I get to wake up at 6 in the morning every day.
'Ed, your breakfast is getting cold! Wake up!'
