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It was a Saturday afternoon back in my radio days. I had pulled the early Sunday shift, scheduled to be on the air at 6:00AM. I thought I might go out for a while on Saturday evening, so I wanted to take a nap. I fell asleep while it was still full daylight, around 3:00 or so.
When I awoke, it was fully dark out. I'd left no lights on, so my apartment was dark too. My bedside clock said 6:20 or thereabouts. In a panic, I leaped out of bed. I hastily dressed, ran a comb through my hair, and brushed my teeth. I called the station and told the person who answered that I was running late and would be there in less than ten minutes. I couldn't BELIEVE I'd been so stupid - I'd never been late on the air ever before.
It wasn't until the bewildered person on the phone asked me WHAT I was talking about that I slowed down long enough to realize I had not overslept and was not due on the air. I had not awakened late, at 6:20 Sunday morning. I had awakened at 6:20 Saturday evening.
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