Jingle Hell

I spent the first three-quarters of yesterday translating into plain English a series of grounding and bonding sections within the National Electrical Code.  At 3:00 in the afternoon, I flung some pillows down onto on carpet and flopped down on top of them to take a nap.  I quickly drifted off to sleep while listening to the sounds of the Traditional Christmas Channel on Sirius XM Television.

That was a mistake.

I woke a bit over an hour later to what I thought was the sound of woman moaning in pain as someone beat her repeatedly with a xylophone.  I lay there on the floor in a stupor for a much longer time than you might suspect before I realized the sound was actually a jazz-infused version of Jingle Bells.

I hate it when that happens.   

--Mitchell Hegman