sleep through this

“And this one time, at band camp…”

On Prank Night, the drumline guys hooked up and ran around to all the girls’ cabins playing the cadence as loud as possible before the band director found out. I must have had a tougher day than I thought practicing and marching - I not only slept through my cabin being assaulted, but also through everyone else’s cabins getting it.

In the dorm, I sleep through just about everything - people screaming, the police raids for marijuana (it’s been an interesting first year) - much to the chagrin of my roommate. The only thing I can’t sleep through is our new fire alarm system. It goes off with a bass note like that of the old Emergency Broadcast System and then with an extremely high-pitched chirp. Annoying and deafening as hell.

Most of my “sleeping through it” instances were while in the military.

When I was stationed at Edwards AFB, in california, my apartment was directly under the local low altitude supersonic corridor. After a couple months of being roused at 8 in the morning on saturdays by a bunch of jet jockeys cruising at Mach 2, I learned to ignore the booms.

Which leads to the other incident: While in Italy, the Red Brigade tossed a hand grenade at our dorm building. It exploded about 50 feet from the dayroom, where I was napping peacefully. Never even stirred, apparently.

Once I slept through a concert. I was near the 30th row and I got tired so I just sat down in my chair and fell asleep.