I stayed up genuinely late on Sunday because the game went into overtime and my friends and I were drinking, it was entirely 2:00 a.m.
when I finally laid down in my bed and fell asleep, and when the alarm started ringing at 6:00 a.m., I hit the snooze button.
I must have hit the snooze button five or six times because I did not wake up until 6:40, by then I did not have any time to make coffee, breakfast, or even take a shower. I wasted all of that time sleeping. I jumped out of bed and put on some dearomaant. I found a wash uniform and a closet. I stopped at a gas station before I went to the Heating and A/C contracting business. I did not know if I was going to be able to stop to eat anything for lunch or breakfast so I decided to eat something before I went to work. I got a breakfast burrito from one of the local gas stations. I ate the breakfast burrito on my way to the Heating and A/C contracting business. By the time I arrived, my stomach was in knots. I was searching around for a lavatory when my boss was handing out all of the bi-weekly repair schedules. I got the bottom of the stack. I did not get out of the lavatory until everyone had already left, then my boss said he thought that I was late for work. I told him that my stomach was genuinely aggravated and I had a excruciating breakfast burrito for breakfast. My boss told me to suck it up and go to work.