Tweet When I was growing up my mother stressed to me that I was never to call anyone before noon on the weekends. As I grew up, I took this notion with me, even in business. When I lived in the States, unless it was extremely important, I never called anyone before 10 am during the weekday. After all, people like to get into their offices and relax a little bit.
So imagine my surprise the other day when my phone rang at 7:49 am. Now, I am not gainfully employed here, so yes, I sleep until about 8 or 9 am; a regular waking time in the States. Of course, I picked up because I am thinking there is some type of emergency. You can tell I was still half asleep because in my right mind, I would have realized I dont even know enough people in Ghana for someone to contact me for emergency purposes. But I quickly bolted out of bed, and in my sexy froggy voice croaked hello. It was a friend I had hung out over the weekend, just checking in. Although, I tried to act like I had been up for hours, my friend knew I was just waking up and told me that we should talk later in the afternoon. I must admit, I was slightly embarassed for being such a slacker, but hey I deserve this sleep. I am coming from America the land of worka
Then today, the phone rang at 6:30 am and again at 6:57 am. Each time, my raspy voice greeted the callers and they both exclaimed, "Oh, are you sleeping?" The American in me wanted to say, "Hell yeah, and in the future dont call me until 10." But the shame of sleeping so late grasped me, so I did what anyone else would do, lie. "Of course, not, " I replied. " I am just lying here thinking" It wasn't a complete lie, after all, I was just lying there.
So it appears my days of sleeping in are over. We all know that I have a big ego, and I cannot stand the thought that people may think of me as a slacker. On the bright side though, I can always depend on a wake-up call in case my alarm doesn't go off.