Tonight’s lesson is brought to you by my stupid roommate. If you know who he is, good for you; but for others, I shall do the standard courtesy of leaving nameless.
At about 2:30 in the morning, I was finally finished with my work, sign off, and recharge for tomorrow’s challenges. Meanwhile, my roommate is pretending to work hard and ironing ALL his clothes in his closet. I turned out the main lights, so he had to use his desk light, which was just as bad. So, for about two hours, I tossed and turned in my bed trying to get that light and noise out of my sensory. Here is where the irony is: Is he truly working hard? If so, then he would have: (a) Picked another time to do it or (b) Took all his clothes to the laundry room (which is about 25 ft. away). No worries. He knows my utter displeasure as a consequence.
So, the lesson for today is: There is a time and place for everything. Ironing your clothes while your roommmate is trying get some sleep is NOT proper timing and place.
