Well it's already happened. Perhaps I'll add something in a bit later, but yeah.
I woke up knowing I needed to make a doctors appointment, so I grabbed my diary, laid in bed and dialed the number. Whilst it was ringing I remembered I hadn't actually spoken yet today (having been up 20 minutes max) and that the poor receptionist was going to have some kind of groggy tone speaking to them. Before I could even cough the sleep away, she picked up.
Boom. Frog. 'Er sorry can you repeat that?' *cough* yes, I'd like to make an appointment please.
Argh, my life.