Picture it. It’s 8 am, people are calling asking questions they deem important, but are really stupid ones that could be found online with a quick search, and I have to smile and pretend like everything is okay and that I am happy to be at work.
Now imagine that scenario with me not running on coffee.
I’m not a morning person. I never have been, and I shutter to think that I will never be. It takes two cups of coffee to make me human enough to function. And forget having a conversation with me if I’m running too late to make coffee (which, unfortunately, happens a little too often). I’m zoned out, can focus, and am basically a walking zombie. If your not careful, I might even eat your brains.