Wakey wakey, eggs and bacon?
The sun was shining bright through the window. The birds were singing and a loud snoring didn't help the Disney feel. Suddenly someone peeked between the three blankets on the bed. It was Anya.
"Hello mean mean world!" she said like it was already part of the daily routine. Cat Nym didn't let herself be bothered and continued to sleep.
As Anya got out of bed and moved around her apartment, she slowly put on her clothes and got ready, but the sight was far from a person who was excited to go to work. More like a zombie learning its human ways again.
"Hey Anya! Looking sharp, ready to welcome the people of the free world with your sunshine?" yelled the neighbor Alex. Alex was a something else. Every day he had a new theory on how the world came to be. Today it was .... Aliens. "Hey Alex, so what's cooking in that brain of yours today? But i believe aliens? How long has it been now? Yesterday it was that snow is not snow, its the flakes of the dead. A week ago you were so sure, that Obama is actually the selected to be president by the Illuminati. But i have to say, my favorite so far is that we are not humans. We are some kind of a light in a meaty bag." Anya looked at Alex to see hes response. But no yelling, Alex only nodded and and told her that he wishes that the aliens would go gentle with the probing.
Half and hour later she arrived at work. Her friends were there and ready to take on the day. Anya works as a sales consultant in a telecommunications company. She loves her job, the challenges and the weird people. But she doesn't like the early mornings.
"What time did you wake up? You look like .. I don't know ... A sleep?"
"Oh, Grace, the firs lovely face I have to see every morning. But to be polite, i woke up dark o'thirty. So yes, i am a sleep."
Grace rolled her eyes. Many believe that they are not friends, but again many are mistaken.
All the worker bees have arrived and the day will continue.
