Coworker: “Hey. Good morning, Alicia. How are you doing?”
Me: “Oh, hey. Fine.”
What I’m Actually Thinking: I was up all night battling a high blood sugar. I almost washed my face with my conditioner this morning. I have spit-up on my undershirt but I was too tired, lazy, and running late to change it. And I have dried, crusty banana on my sleeve. So please just let me sit here and sip some coffee in peace.