Thank god for bad commercials.

Without bad commercials, I can't tell you how many times I would have been late for work. I can sleep right through whatever music most irritates you, but the moment that stupid "ring your bell" commercial for Expedia begins, I find myself turning over to slam the snooze button violently enough that I'm completely awake, thanking my lucky stars that I didn't have to listen to that tripe again and look, it's time to get up! Cars, teeth whiteners, dog food - whatever the flavor of the week that the radio stations overplay have always worked to get me out of bed relatively on time.