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When I lived at home, I was sleeping in one morning after a long night of drinking. I had left my car at the bar (because I don't drink and drive.)
Anyways, my shitty wake up came at the hands of my mom. She does a work out in the morning and on this particular day, she was absolutely blasting Celine Dion. (It was that song from Titanic, I don't know what it's called, but it sucks.)
It was the worst wake up ever. In her defense, she had no way of knowing I was home because my car was gone, but damn that sucked!
P.S. I hate kids too. Little fuckers.
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