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                             A phone to wake you by
                                        
Ring.

Ring.

Silence.

Roll over sleep.

Ring.

Ring.

Pick up. “Um, hello?”

“Greetings and salutations,” my answering machine said. “This is area code …
” Grumble. Roll out of bed. Cross condo. Shut off answering machine and pick
up phone.

“Hello?”

Dead silence.

Grumble.

Listen to answering machine. Mark [1] going on about an exploit in bind 8.2.2
p5. Know about that. Knew about that for several months from a cow-orker at
work who couldn't locate the exploit.

Ring.

Blink.

Ring.

“Hello?”

“Hey Sean!” It's John, the paper millionaire of a dot com and he's entirely
too chipper this early in the … afternoon. “Are you awake?”

“No.”

“But it's four o'clock! What time did you get to bed?”

“Uh … ” My brain hurts. “Eight this morning?”

“You're still sleeping, aren't you? Well, give me a call later on. I know
what I want to do for my next big project.” He then hung up.

Grumble.

I hate waking up to the phone.

[1] http://www.conman.org/people/myg/

Email author at sean@conman.org

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