You and Riven are making me immune to puns. There was a time when I would have felt outright hatred toward puns of any sort. Now...now I am willing to allow them to exist. And the world is just that little bit more peaceful because of it.
A mother knocks on her daughter's door and open's it. The daughter is still lying in bed, her alarm clock sounding. The mother says, "Honey, you need to get up. You're going to be late for school."
The daughter rolls up in the covers. "I don't want to go today."
"That's not an option. Time to get up." The mother turns on the lights.
"Mom, please. You don't understand how horrible it is. The kids hate me. The teachers hate me. I can't do anything right. I just want to stay home."
The mother folds her arms. "It's not an option. You're the principal."