Isn't It Ironic?

Hey, Erin, this one's for you. I hope you enjoy my proper use of the word IRONIC.

So last weekend I bought a new watch because the digital display on my old one stopped working and I need it to time the kids in class (and the workers in the sweat shop I have recently invested in). This week for reasons unknown to me, the alarm started going off on the old watch at 5:15AM everyday like... clockwork (rim shot, please). Usually, this doesn't bother me, but the last few days I've gotten very little sleep and so it drove me a little crazy today. (I know, you're probably thinking why didn't you just throw the watch away, idiot???). Well, clearly I didn't just throw the watch away because I'M AN IDIOT. So, like I was saying, haven't been getting much sleep lately, so I was super annoyed when the alarm went off today. I grabbed the watch and threw it across the room. It continued to beep, but now I could detect a sinister, mocking undertone in the beeping. This led me to grab the watch and put it in a choke hold of Homer Simpson proportions. In doing so I pushed all the buttons on the damn thing at once. There was one final beep (which I assumed to be the watches version of Hell's wind staff) and then thinking I had won, I placed the watch down. A few minutes later I noticed that the digital display on the watch was working again and all it took was for me to buy a new watch and then treat the old one like a red headed step child. Isn't that ironic? Don't ya think? A little too ironic. Who would have thought? It figures... It's like rayyyyyyyyyyyyyy yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnn on your wedding day.