How to Accidentally Train Your Kid to Survive
<p>My alarm clock was pink. She came from Sears with the pack of undershirts they gave me for Christmas in the 3rd grade. I don’t know what happened to that alarm clock, but I can tell you that I held onto, and continued to stitch up the holes in those undershirts until the relationship ended when I was 38 years old.</p>
<p>I’ve always been sentimental with things.</p>
<p>This was the 90s so there was no option for a gentle warm light wakeup call… or a soft little birdie ditty. You had two options: raging, menacing beep — or — the radio. And since I wasn’t allowed to wake anyone else up when I was getting ready for school, I chose the safest route.</p>
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