smonster, do you have a friend who can call in the morning to wake you up and talk you out of bed? I did that for a friend of mine in college who needed to make an 8 a.m. french class or he'd fail out.
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lisah, my parents did that for me for quite a while. I really hate to ask again, as it's one more "proof" that I'm not an adult, but I guess I may have to. Argh.
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What time do you need the call, smonster? A friend of mine did that for me for a while, when I was still working in the office and could not get there at 9am to save my life. (9am! Who can't be up and dressed and at work at 9am with a fifteen-minute commute? ME.) I'd be glad to pay it forward. Now that I don't have to leave my house, I'm usually up at 5am.
my parents did that for me for quite a while. I really hate to ask again, as it's one more "proof" that I'm not an adult, but I guess I may have to. Argh.
Then get a friend to do it! Or I bet there is some kind of wake up call service out there. I can understand that frustration of feeling like you're failing at being a grown up but to be embarrassed than get reprimanded for not getting to work on time.
good luck smonster
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Zen, that would be so awesome. I need to be up at 6:30. Do you have my number?
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