Welcome to Panic O'Clock

You wake up, glance at your phone, and realize your alarm was a liar. One hour later you’re in full chaos mode — half-dressed, coffee-less, and emotionally constipated. Relatable? 100%.

Immediate Emergency Protocol

1) Stumble into outfit selection like it’s a game show. 2) Attempt to make coffee while sprinting — physics disagrees. 3) Text your boss with Peak sincerity + gaslighting energy. Trust me, “My alarm glitched” is the oldest flex in the book.

How to Look Busy in 60 Minutes

Strategic tips: Wear shoes that match, carry a laptop like it’s a shield, and master that “I was double-booked” face. Bonus: learn the art of dramatic exhaling — it screams “I handle crises” even if you’re a walking trainwreck.

Shareable Rage-Relief

Post this to commiserate. Everyone’s been there: the existential loop of “I had time” → “I did not.” Add a dramatic caption, tag your squad, and let the likes absolve you for existing 59 minutes late.

Final Thought

If time is money, consider me bankrupt. But hey — at least you woke up. That’s… something. Go forth, apologize minimally, caffeinate heavily, and never trust your snooze button again.