Sentience in a seed-pod

I haven't been sleeping normally lately. My sleep patterns were moved later on my trip to New Jersey, and they just haven't shifted back yet. I need a trip in the other direction to readjust. Oh, wait, I'm going to the Philippines soon. Ok, so I'm really struggling to wake up in the morning. I usually struggle a little, now I struggle a lot.

Enter one of the most surreal experiences of my recent life. This morning, languishing in my hotel room, I was woken by a phonecall. Now when I am sleeping and you wake me up, I'm quite good at snapping into action and sounding awake. So I say, hi, this is Geoff speaking. The other side of the line says, oh. Please hold, it says. I get musak. So I'm lying in bed, half asleep, listening to musak and holding for an unidentified person. The audacity! How long am I supposed to hold? The tune wasn't even a lullaby. And in an international treaty breaking move, it was not by Kenny G.