The alarm buzzed at just the exact moment I opened my eyes. Buzzed is an understatement. The alarm woke up the entire society. As my roommate (two rooms away) so fondly recollects that it sounds like the theme of Mahabharata. But let me assure you, it is not that. It is the music for the iconic Batman V Superman’s WonderWoman (Is She With You?). Listen to it and let me know if that doesn’t give you goosebumps, or how insanely loud it could be in the mornings. I woke up just in time to stop it. Actually, that wasn’t what happened. My alarm has been singing for almost an hour and I woke up at the 10th one.Apparently, I was hitting snooze all the way. Also, I have set up alarm for every 10 minutes. Well, don’t judge me now. I could’t wake up for the past ten different alarm tones. And I am pretty sure the other people really want to break my phone.

Anyhow, I woke up just at the right time and that meant it was early, way too early to wake up. Yes, even after 10 alarms, it is still early. My mission is to wake up at 9 AM. The alarms start at 7 AM and ends at 11 AM, with 10 minutes interval. And it was exactly 9 AM.  So, I slept again because I knew the alarm would go off again in 10 minutes and I could still manage to get the morning things done without much hassle. And I wake up again after 3 alarms and 30 minutes. Don’t blame me, I have a weakness for sleeping or may be I am a little deaf( may be completely) or perhaps it has something to do with Monday. I still had enough time, but only that I had to do everything at 2x speed. I get everything done at 2x speed almost and reach my bus stop just in time to catch the first bus. The first bus because one of my crush(es) boards at the same stop and takes the the first bus, almost always. After boarding the bus, I proceed to get a seat at the back, but then the bus jerks forward through the clearing traffic propelling me backwards almost falling on the crush of mine. And I do. Bham! So much for first impressions. I just got to the back to the bus, without saying a word as if nothing happened. So much for second impressions.

I got down from the bus and headed for my office building (Please note that there are three buildings and mine is building#2, my crushe’s B#3) And while I was going the so called crush was heading towards my building. I was ahead of her, so I went through the luggage scanning machine first. And to be cool, I tried to catch my bag. Instead of it landing in my hand, it landed on the floor. There was an ATM machine right in front of the entrance and there were people standing there for obvious reason (to get the money) and since the money was in scarcity (thanks to #Demonetization) I was at the center of a group of around 50 people and well, thanks to my special powers called embarrass-myself-since-no-one-else-does,  I picked up my bag and walked away as if nothing happened while people including the crush behind me stared at my  “super power” in utter disappointment. So much for third impressions. Anyhow,  I get to my corner and drown myself in the chair, trying not to reminisce what had just happened. That is when the phone starts ringing. I try to ignore, but it was getting louder and louder. I pick it up and it read “You fucking overslept“.

Monday couldn’t have started on a better worse note. And believe me, it went downhill from there. I am still tumbling down this bottomless hill called Monday. And I am just glad that there isn’t snow here. Or that snowball would be surpass the size of SuperMoon.

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I am participating in #NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) and this is #Day21 post.