Buzzed Off

Sometime in the middle of the night Brad and I were awakened by a loud buzzing noise. We both leapt out of bed and began staggering around bleary-eyed seeking the source of the noise. Was it the smoke alarm? No. The carbon monoxide alarm? No. The noise seemed to be coming from our bathroom. Were some pipes humming? No. Was it coming from the flat upstairs? No. Then Brad spotted it! His beard trimmer, which was sitting on the edge of the tub, had gone off. All by itself. At 2:00 in the morning. Weird. Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo dooooo....