The Thing About Being Tired...

How are you?  {Normal question}

Okay, kind of tired. 

Why? {Huh?}

It was about nine o'clock in the morning.  Why are you asking me why I am tired at nine o'clock in the morning?  The lady just stared back with this concerned look.  Oh you are actually wanting a response.  It takes my brain a nanosecond longer in the mornings to comprehend anything that strays away from the normal morning script.  How are you?  Fine, but tired.  Uh-huh.  Then I go on with my day and don't talk to you again until I have had my iced coffee. 

Did you stay up too late last night?  {Only every night. Wait, we're still talking?}

We just got back from a trip a few days ago. 

Oh, that must be why you're tired.

There doesn't have to be a reason.  It is morning.  I don't start fully functioning until at least 11am.  I don't understand why this would be a new concept.  Did you know that if I don't really love conversing with someone at a normal time of day it'll be even worse in the morning?  Oh, you didn't know that.  Now you do. 

Sometimes, I wish I was a morning person.  They seem so happy.

Still on the tired rant. I just love it when someone comes up to me and says, "You look tired. Are you tired?

Well, no. But thanks for basically telling me I look like crap.  People!

Alright, now I really am as tired as I look.  Bye.