I used to live (as in same bed) with a morning person. It was a whirlwind courtship. Had I taken a little more time, I would have found out that we were horribly mismatched.
Our first morning living in Las Vegas, I woke about 1030 and he was gone. He'd told me to expect this as he liked to go to the gym daily and get it out of the way. I found out later that his idea of "going to the gym," was displaying himself in the showers for about 3 hours at a time, maybe some verga or culo sussio in the process. He was good looking and had a great body; that's all he had. It was one of those situations where I had all the pieces but didn't want to put them together. When we lived in Los Angeles, and he lived with his boyfriend (I stupidly believed him that they were split up and he was adamant about us not meeting), was his telling me he was a sex addict who liked to go to Griffith Park and fuck around with 3 or 4 or 5 or 6 guys in a morning. Eeew is right. Somehow, I put this out of my mind. Even in L.A., he got up in the middle of the night (630am or so) to go get some penis. Anyway, he continued to do this in Las Vegas. Has I been a person of his morning proclivities, (not his whore proclivities), I would have caught this quicker. The horrifying thing was, all those other sluts got up early too, just to get dirty pee pees. And I wondered why he never wanted to have sex. What's the moral of this story; early bird gets the cock? I don't know, I just know that by the time I woke up, his whoring for the day was complete. I know you want to say it, so I will...I was incredibly stupid. I just wanted someone to love me, and I picked a whore. He was also a stalker and a batterer...and a rapist.
Lately, due to my illness and taking medication, my sleep is all screwed up. This morning, I got up early. On Sunday, in Downtown, businesses open later. Decent people don't come out in the middle of the night, right after the sun has come up. The morning people were scurrying about, rabid and manic for something to open. Of course things aren't open, it's too damn early. Go home and chill, stuff will be open at a reasonable hour, like two hours later.
You always know a true morning person; they are blabbing on their cell phones, again manic and rabid, to their other morning person friends. If anyone ever calls me at that hour, I curse them and make them vow to never do it again. How dare you call me in the middle of the night.
I've always heard, "early bird gets the worm." What exactly is the worm? All I know is, when I ask a morning person to dinner, to a show, to a movie, a club, anything, they are too damn tired to go. What's so important in the morning? The white sale at Macy's?
I understand old people get up way early, as the need for sleep decreases. The ones I know are pretty respectful about it. Be quiet and leave me alone, and you aren't violating me by waking me up in the middle of the night.
The most annoying thing a morning person can do, (besides wake me up in the middle of the night), is to brag about how early they got up. I don't care. This only proves your illness, and the fact that you're useless past 6pm.
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