I am sleeping.
It's 7:40 AM.
My cell rings. It's Psycho (my new pet name for my cube neighbor). I push the button to make the ringing stop, but it allows the caller to go to voice mail. Five minutes later, my voice mail makes its happy little bling bling sound. I open the phone to make it shut up, and it does.
I go back to sleep mildly annoyed
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