Whatever I do, I cannot be socialable in the mornings.  The only thing that just about gets me going is a cup of tea and that doesn't always work.  I am rude, not talkative, grumbly, picky and just plain shitty. 

So at the weekend, I get a phone call from this old guy at work.  When I couldn't drive, he used to give me a lift here and there, which was very nice of him.  He said that his car needed a service and he wondered if he could get a lift from me into work.  Of course, I agreed.  And when I picked him up on this morning, I smiled nicely and unlocked my car door for him to get in.  He stunk of cigarettes when he got in my car and when he talked.  This made me feel iffy and a bit miffed too.  I had woken up late and therefore was not really in the mood.  He commented on my music and said

"That's stuff a bit heavy for me." 

Tough shit, I listen to metal...what do you expect!

"Is it?  Oh, I rather like it."

Once we'd arrived at work, I let him out and arranged to meet him at 1630.

I picked him up at 1630 and started the drive back home.  Again, he was chatty and I was not.  I dropped him off at the garage to pick up his car and it wasn't ready...which meant I'd have to try and be smiley and socialble the next day too.

Grrr.