Jason's schedule is such that he is generally gone long before I get up in the morning. I will occasionally stumble out of bed to tell him good-bye, but most mornings I don't even remember his alarm. So you may be able to imagine my sense of urgency at hearing heavy breathing and snoring behind me when my alarm went off at 6 AM! All I could think is, "He is SO LATE!"
I gasped, jumped out of bed, and said, "Jason--", only to realize that it was Zander.