I Am a Horrible Person

Really I am. I just talked to Wendy Ip wendyip.com on the phone. A couple of nights ago she was kind enough to let me crash on her couch because I was so exhausted. She set her cell phone alarm for me for 8 AM so I could get to work on time yesterday. (Which I did, thank you very much.)

Wendy was nice enough to give me my own cell phone ringer sound so she knows if it's me calling.

This morning she kept hearing my cell phone ring, over and over. She thought that something must be wrong for me to be calling so many times. When she went over to the phone she realized that no, I wasn't being psychotic, it was just the alarm from yesterday!

I laughed for like 5 minutes. In fact, I am still chuckling... I am a terrible person. Don't tell anyone... I guess this is what schaden freude is all about...