This exchange took place this morning, but first you need some background. Friday night I had no problem falling asleep, but then I had “The Nightmare” and didn’t fall back asleep until 5 am. I had to get up at 7:30 to go to class. This morning, Shannon had to get up at 4am to work. We both went to bed last night at about 11 and slept well all night. He got up at 4, I woke up around 9:30. He told me he was done with work and I made some comment about how we needed room service because waffles sounded good for breakfast.
So, a few minutes later I heard him making food preparation noises in the kitchen. I picked up my cell phone from the bedside table and called the house phone.
Me: I’d like to order room service.
Me: Isn’t this the number for room service?
Me (yelling): Did you just hang up on me?!
Shannon: Yes. I’ve been up working since 4am and I just fixed you your damn breakfast so you’d better get up and get your ass in here and eat it.
Me: I can’t believe you hung up on me.