immoral bird

My alarm clock has been around for 19 years. I’m not kidding. My mom bought it when I was 8 years old and it has been waking me up since then. During the years, it has endured many kinds of hardships, like being dropped on the floor, being dropped on the floor … and being dropped on the floor. The repeated concussion had caused it to be a little bit ‘off’ - the alarm will trigger 15 minutes earlier than the set time.

Recently, the little guy decided to give up on me. It started to show some symptoms of quitting on it’s life. Sometimes, it will just keep quiet and let our sleep succumb ourselves. It was an evil act needless to say. And usually, I won’t wake until the goddamn cuckoo bird (not sure if it’s a cuckoo bird though) outside my apartment started to wail like mad — and that’s usually at 7am. The bird seems to have some kind of biological clock that was directly connected to it’s vocal chord/beak … and never had it once failed to wake me up whenever my alarm clock plays silent.

But today, it finally happened. This time, it’s the bird’s biological clock that gave up on him. Instead of wailing out at 7am, the bastard-bird wailed exactly 3 hours earlier - 4am in the wee hours of the morning. The bird’s wail only signifies one thing to me — I’m late for work and I better get the fuck up already. Upon hearing the bird’s wail, I immediately jumped up from my sleep and scurried into the bathroom to get a quick bath.

And right before I was about to enter the bathroom, I shouted at Emily who’s still sleeping (usually, I’m the one who wakes her everytime we’re late for work) -

“Emily !! Wake up ! the damn bird wailed !! we’re late for work !!”.
“zzz … huh ? zzz ”
“Wake up ! Do you know what time it is ?”
“…what are you talking about ?”
“About the time …goddamn it ! We’re late ! Wake up !!”
[grab watch] “hmmm … but it’s only 4 am in the morning… ”
“What ??”
“yeah … 4 am in the morning.”
“Are u sure it’s 4 am in the morning ?”
[check alarm clock] “yes … I’m absolutely sure”
“ARRRGGHHH … DAMN THAT FUCKING BIRD !!!”

Words cannot describe my frustration at that particular moment. Luckily, I didn’t take my shower yet before discovering the bummer - else, it would have been catastrophic. I went back to sleep ignoring the stupid bird … who’s still wailing as if there’s no tomorrow …

I think it’s time for me to get a new alarm clock ..now that I know the stupid bird is not as reliable as I’ve initially thought. Birds sux.