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November 7, 2007

By Katie S., Brooklyn, NY

Every morning I wake up to the normal sun shooting through the left window, blinding me as I try to open my eyes. My dog, Donald, barks up a storm. He insists that every morning at exactly 7:04, he has to go outside. It really is starting to push my buttons. Can’t that damn dog just take a rest?

After I go outside for exactly 2.5 minutes, I realize I have to deal with my boss in exactly 48.6 minutes. I sit and moan for two minutes. Any more I would be late and any less I would be early: it has to be exactly two minutes. Afterward, I do my normal six-minute shower, three-minute shave, two-minute brush of my teeth – just like the dentist told me – and five minutes to figure out what I am going to wear ­today. That leaves me 4.5 minutes to sit and read The New York Times and moan about having to drive 20 minutes to a job that I can’t stand.


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BlomWillie
This is absolutely clever and incredible! Great work!
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This is great. Excellent. I love it.
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This really could be the prologue to a novel... Great Job!!!
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Lilly04
are you going to make another part?
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AmaraDaoud
I love all the details you wrote in the story.
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