i am a morning person

When my references were checked to get my job at Vanguard University, apparently my former roommate Kate was asked about my weaknesses, and she explained that I require a Diet Pepsi to facilitate my humanity each morning. This was accurate. (And resulted in my boss at Vanguard giving me a 12 pack of Diet Pepsi to welcome me to Vanguard on my first day there. Score!)


Early one morning on a trip to Palm Springs a few years ago, my sister, with too much cheer, asked me if the hotel provided a free breakfast. Without thinking, I yelled, "WHY DON'T YOU GO FIND OUT?!"


My sophomore year of college, my next door dorm neighbor liked to sing peppy songs in our restroom while she got ready every morning. I'd walk in, squinty eyed and half asleep, and she'd smile and ask how I was. I'd grunt in return, which was actually quite polite of me since her happiness made me want to yell at her. After a few weeks of this, she asked if I would prefer silence in the morning. I said, "YES."


But recently I've become a morning person. If you are Kate, my sister, or Becky from Armington B308, you might not believe me. So here's proof: