For a lot of us, the morning alarm is a lot like the wacky neighbor in sitcoms that the main character lowkey hates. We cringe in quiet dread when it talks to us, but it would be a lot harder to get anywhere without it.
After all, just like the sitcom that gets canceled without the wacky neighbor, our employment is a lot more likely to get canceled without the alarm.
But for some reason, the world seems to think the alarm is our best buddy and gets jealous when we listen to it. How else would you explain these sudden, sad surprises?