In the train this morning...

I met Dexter, my another imaginary self, on the way to office. He asked couple of questions which make me more confused.
Dexter: HI! Morning
Me: Morning.
Dexter: You look haggard ?
Me: Yeah..late night yesterday AGAIN.
Dexter: Dun have a good sleep ?
Me: As usual, the dreams. This time I dreamt that all the supervisors at Citi giving a presentation during the client's visit. All try to push away..and dun wanna present.
Dexter: Haha..funny. I thought you said the boss asked you all to come in later if you all work late ??
Me: ?? Yeah..buuuut, dunno leh..still wake up at the same time every morning.
Dexter: Then you all should arrange to come in late !!
Me: I think something wrong with me or wat..fucking "lor lee cheen"..
Dexter: In the first place, you dun even have to come in so early...
Me: Hmm..exactly, here I'm in the office at 7.55am. Something is seriously wrong with me... someone help me.."si beh sian"..