The Carpool LaneRing, Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring. Bang. Crash!Joey's hand hit the alarm clock with enough force to send it to the floor just before he rolled over and fell back asleep."JOEY! Get your ass outa bed!" Joey's girlfriend was anything but subtle.Joey didn't move."JOEY! You better get movin'. You're LATE!" she said poking her head into the bedroom."Oh, Shit! Are you serious? What time is it?" Joey stumbled out of bed and grabbed a shirt from the hamper. "This will have to do," he muttered to himself. Then, yelling down the hall, "What time is it?""Seven thirty five. You better get movin'. If you're late again Fielder is gonna fire you.""Damn, woman! Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" he yelled in panic."I did." He didn't need to see her eyes to know that they were rolling. Joey threw on his shirt and grabbed his keys as he headed toward the door."Aren't you gonna take a shower?" she questioned, looking him up and down."I don't have time!