In all my born days, I’ve never had such a rude awakening! The cell phone sounded its usual alarm, although I thought I had dismissed it a few minutes ahead of time. Absolutely nothing would make it stop. I pressed the usual places on the screen, then I madly jabbed at them. I tried to turn the phone off, but it refused to die. I’ve had it only a few weeks, so I did not consider drowning it. The ruckus woke Kacey, who jumped on the bed with me and looked quizzically toward the monster sound. Closing the app did nothing. I probably should have tried deleting it. I’ve had Motorola phones for years and never had anything like that happen before. I saw it was possible to snooze the alarm for ten minutes, but it CLANGED for those agonizing ten minutes. I noticed the time was 7:10, and that’s how I know exactly how long it screamed at me. I might try having Alexa wake me tomorrow. If I don’t touch her, surely she will obey my voice. If not, I’ll have a triumphant win as I unplug her.