Ever had one of those days that just didn't start right? →[More:]

Alarm didn't go off. For the second morning in a row. Rather, it activated at the proper time, but it didn't make any noise, despite the fact that the ringer on my phone is on and turned up to 5.

Combination of alarm not sounding plus 1/2 Benadryl taken last night due to insane fucking wind kicking up allergens = oversleeping by 90 minutes. The chickens usually wake me up by 7:30 in protest of being cooped up, but the insane fucking wind last night kicking up allergens meant that the windows stayed closed and the chicken alarm went unheard as well.

Got up, quickly showered and made coffee and unlocked the chickens. Fortunately already had a lunch packed. Got to the bus stop with two minutes to spare.

Bus 10 minutes late.

Bus filled with about 30 second graders, half of whom were coughing. Stupid undergraduates like to stake out their space when standing in the bus aisles, and are as reluctant to cede their square foot of bus real esate as a miner would be to give up a gold claim. So at each stop, the little 20-year-old bus driver had to yell "Everyone please move back!", her little engineering-major's voice struggling to be heard over the 30 coughing, tittering second graders.

I finally started grabbing the stupid undergraduates by their shirts and pointing them to the back of the bus. Each stop took forever.

Finally the bus turned onto B Street and towards campus. The home stretch.

The home stretch was being resurfaced and it took a full 10 minutes to go those 7 blocks.

I feel like that alarm clock that never went off that morning is sitting in the middle of my chest, buzzing.