The early morning alarm struck Rob's ears with the serenity of a woman's life-ending scream. He let it go for a few moments, the blaring buzz churning within his semi-conscious head and altering the last part of the current dream he was embarking upon.
He had been atop a giant bird, soaring above the clouds. Now, the large animal was squawking at him angrily in the perfect tempo of his wake-up call.
Just five more minutes, I got time.
His hand flung itself from his body to depress the large snooze button perched upon the hated device. He dare not open his eyes; he already knew nothing but a burning pain was waiting for him. Again, he had stayed out too late.
The alarm came again, seemingly just seconds after the first. Again, Rob was dreaming something different when the shriek came in and rudely interrupted his adventure. He snorted, kicking at the sheets in a futile attempt to awake his exhausted body. No energy came to him from the gesture.
Five more, then I swear I'll get up. It's just work, I can rush.
He tapped at the snooze feature with a bit more elegance this time. Utmost pleasure filled his entire body as he settled back into the blankets. Why did sleep always feel so damn good right before alarms go off?
He was sailing upon a ship, it's large sails decorated with a sinister skull. He felt the weight of a trusty sword at his side, the sea wind whipping in his face and stinging at his eyes. Before him was an island; their destination for buried treasure! Just then, a bolt of lightning struck the hull of the vessel. Again and again, a boom of noise as hole after hole was punctured into the wood. He would have to go down with his ship, he thought.
Five more minutes. I can just throw on that old shirt I wore yesterday. They won't be able to tell the difference anyway.
The snooze button was pressed yet again. The alarm sounded once more.
I don't need to take a shower. I'm still clean from yesterday.
The alarm was delayed again. He felt himself upon the island this time, fighting toe to toe with the ugliest of the enemy pirate crew. His sword was locked within the man's, his eyes showing a fierce resolve. More bolts of lightening fired all around him, interrupting his glorious battle.
I'm not even all that hungry this morning. Just five more minutes, and I'll be good to just get up and go.
The snooze button clicked downward. Rob resumed the dream for only a moment before the alarm went off for the thousandth time.
I can be a little late, right? I never miss any of my shifts. They will understand.
Snooze, alarm. Snooze, alarm. It almost seemed like a game at this point. Each time the alarm rang, he merely snapped it off for a few more minutes.
They're too overstaffed in the morning.
I'll call and let them know that I had a flat tire and couldn't make it in time.
My car also had to have some work done on it as well.
He had finished his battle with the enemy pirates. He was currently wading in mountains of gold and jewels, a big smirk upon his lips. He scooped up a handful of coins and allowed them to slip between his fingers, clattering to the precious metals below him.
A lightning bolt struck his booty, causing it to melt instantly. Rob's eyes shot open to look at the clock for the first time, realizing that it was the early afternoon. The blare of the clock was a sound all too familiar to him now, it seeming to ring louder in protest to it's many silences. He rubbed his eyes a moment to look at the digital face again. With a defeated smile, he merely rolled over, shutting off the alarm entirely.
Maybe just five more minutes...
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