I hate it when you have a really hard time falling asleep, and then you finally do, and you are having a good dream and....RING goes the phone.
"Oh my god someone is dead" says my head
My body stays in bed however. The phone stops ringing.
I fall back to sleep.
Miss it again. I don't think it is for me.
This time I am awake enough to answer it. Awake enough to understand that it is some drunk girl on the phone mumbling about speaking to my new roommate. I hang up.
I am so pissed off I answer it, try to wake up new roommate, and then tell them to stop calling.
Then I can't get back to sleep.