Do I look like an alarm clock?

I was sleeping at Greg's and had slept through his annoying alarm going off multiple times before he had to get up for work around 6:30AM. He recently re-arranged his room and now the bed-side table was on my side, not his, so he had to reach across the bed to get his phone when the alarm goes off. Because I was there, he put the phone on the floor next to his side of the bed so that he wouldn't have to reach over me to do so. Unfortunately, when his alarm went off after the billionth snooze-sesh, he reached for his phone with a vengeance.. and straight up SLAPPED MY FACE. He was used to reaching over to the other side of the bed for his phone, but he got me perfectly on the face. I woke up in sheer terror and let out one of the loudest screams I believe has ever come from my throat. I was in complete shock, because I was dead asleep prior to the slap, so it woke me up with a jolt. My immediate thought was that someone was attacking me, which is the reason for the scream. He hit me SO hard. SO FUCKING HARD, DUDE!!!! I was just in a whirlwind of WTF, you know? But just seconds later, after I'd processed the situation and was wide awake, I started cracking up. I was laughing so hard and could not stop laughing for like, 20 minutes. He kicked me out of the bed and I had to go laugh to myself in the living room.

I still can't believe he slapped me.

An ironic twist to this situation is that it was karmic; a long time coming for me. When I was little, my older sister from my dad's previous marriage would come stay with us every other weekend. I had a queen-size bed, so she stayed with me when she visited. One night I was having a dream about this annoying girl that went to the same babysitter. I still vividly remember the dream; the girl was being annoying and I just slapped her. In real life, however, I .. uh .. accidentally slapped my sister as hard or possibly harder than I recall Greg slapping me. Oops. I guess I deserved it, albeit 10+ years later.