It's amusing how many people call themselves night owls, but actually turn in at 11 p.m. or — gasp! — midnight.
When I say night owl, I mean I think about going to bed at 2 a.m., just as soon as I get done with my treadmill routine and the All My Children episode I Tivoed that day. Or after I fuss around with my latest scrapbook page or write an article due in the morning.
Which makes my average bed time between 3:30 and 4:00. In the morning.
A 3 a.m. production ----->
Now I realize this isn't in step with the rest of the world, even if we do have more restaurants like La Bomba staying open all night because bean burrito attacks are so important to address any time of the day. Sure, Kroger and some pharmacies also have their lights on and an employee or two on duty. But only a handful of us actually take advantages of these opportunities, compared to the 4 p.m. crowd. So if I need to be up and functioning for my job at 9 a.m., I suck it up and do it (and either go back to bed immediately or grab an afternoon nap).
But I do not consider answering telemarketer calls part of my job, and these bozos have been ringing my phone off the hook lately trying to sell me credit card protection. Nor was I happy with the 8:15 jingle this morning to let me know it's time to schedule my annual pap smear ... next March. I plan to return that call at HER 4 a.m. tomorrow morning.
Perhaps from my cell phone while buying a flea collar at CVS.