What is the worst way you've woken up?

[Xaio30]

Camping in the woods, waking up five hours early, drenched in cold sweat.

The thought alone makes me want to cry.

 

[Adiona]

My ex yelled/screamed in my face one day and then slapped my arm.

I was not best impressed I must say. Just recently I woke up to a really itchy foot so I started to scratch it with my other foot and BAM cramp in my calf. I clambered up trying to get to my feet to rub it or something while still trying to scratch my foot.

Generally peaceful wake ups but sometimes...not so much.

 

[Al-Bundy-da-G]

woke up due to pain in my right arm, pain caused by a really hot radiator burning my arm, hurt like a *****, also turns out I was handcuffed to that radiator which was in and of itself rather unnerving as I had no recollection as to why I was handcuffed to a radiator in the first place

Admit it, it was a sex thing.

OT: Let's see. about two years ago, I was staying at my friends house and I had to sleep in a bunk bed while I was there. One morning I woke up, slammed my head on the bottom of the top bunk, fell back hit my head again against the head board of the bottom bunk, fell outta bed landed on one of his asshole cats. Which proceeded to fuck my face up as punishment for disturbing him. I then stumbled to the kitchen where I tripped over his other asshole cat and as I fell I grabbed the tablecloth pulling my friend's bowl of freshly heated grits onto my head knocking myself out with the added benefits of second degree burns. Then he got pissed at me for hurting his cat and wasting food.

I moved out like two days later.

 

[s0meNo0b]

I woke up to having a REALLY sour candy in my mouth and my arms and legs taped together. Other than that not kin else happens when I wake up, except for Tue countless nosebleeds I have but I always awaken right before it happens.

 

[RADIALTHRONE1]

Another notable one happened at a party I missed, but a couple of guys picked up a drunken sleeping friend, tied him up with packing tape, put him in the back of the piece-of-shit car one of them had brought. He wakes up as daylight hits him, tied up, cold, in the back of a moving vehicle, driven by two men wearing skimasks.

Apparently he didn't take long to spot the jig, but a frightening few moments there as his befuddled, hungover brain desperately tries to piece together its surroundings.

It would have been better if they were having a conversation in a different language. Personally I think russian would be perfect for this situation.

 

[bat32391]

Well I remember I woke up hurdled up in my bathtub for no fucking reason and due to this I had a sharp pain in my neck for the next week.

 

[Doclector]

Hmmm... Either waking up from a really bad nightmare, or when there was a giant spider sitting on my chest. :I

Also had spiders sitting right next to my pillow. It's like they're watching me sleep. T__T

God fucking dammit. At 3:00 am, I decided I was tired, but was too worried to sleep. So I get some tea. At about 3:45, I was settled enough to sleep, but not feeling tired enough. Now I come on here while I wait to become tired again, and now I'm pretty sure I'm not sleeping for at least a week.

As for me, the worst has to be waking up to a massive hangover, on the floor, wearing a pirate bandana, vomiting on my morning glory, and at that moment remembering my pesky morales stopped me getting laid with a ridiculously drunk girl last night.

Honestly, I would've been more angry, but I was in too much pain to bother.

Other than that, the time when my blinds fell off the window next to my bed. For a good minute or so, I thought part of the house had come down on me. It being stupid-o-clock in winter, I wasn't quite awake yet, and getting up at the best of times felt like escaping a ton of bricks, so it wasn't so suprising I came to that conclusion. What was really surprising was that I didn't really panic that much. Never figured out why.

 

[wrightguy0]

currently there are two competing for the absolute nadir of wake up calls, there's the morning something exploded outside my house and i woke up screaming in terror, though i bolted up in bed and did fall back asleep again, so i'm not sure if it counts as waking up.

then the day my dad came in singing a pop song about how sexy he was, and about as far off key as a human can get, though i did manage to roll over and punch him in the nuts, i was aiming for his leg to physically say, hey asshole, your shitty singing woke me up, fuck off, but i think the nut shot got the message through better than the original plan.

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