There is NOTHING more annoying to me than laying in bed with your eyes closed and having someone walk in the room to say “Are you sleeping?”  If I WAS sleeping, I’m not anymore, because you just woke me up.  If I wasn’t yet asleep, I was trying to be, and now I am irritated that I would have woken up if I had been asleep and I am also mad because apparently you don’t give a crap that I am obviously tired, and unless the house is on fire or children are bleeding I do not want to be disturbed, just for the next couple of hours if that’s okay with you.  Even if an asteroid is headed directly for North America, or if they’ve finally invented a teleportation device, or even if robbers just walked out the front door with the TV set, or even if breaking news proves the existence of aliens or that Elvis is really still alive, I do not want to be bothered. 

I just want some sleep.