At the station, we still have those old school alarm clocks in every bunk room. The loud, annoying kind. One night we decided to have some fun with the new guy. We grabbed about six of them and hid them all over the room. Stuffed on top of lockers, tucked behind pipes, shoved into spots you can barely reach. Then we set them for random times. 2:00 am. 2:05 am. 2:30 am. No pattern. No mercy. The best part was we did not even need to do anything else. We would get a call, run it, come back to the