Matt just called me.
"Mar," he said, "I didn't sleep last night, and I'm really tired, and I can't concentrate."
"Honey," I reply, "You should have some more coffee."
"WAIT. Wait." When he starts like this, I know I'm in trouble. "Are you saying that today is the wrong day to have stopped having an afternoon cup of coffee?"
"Yes. You probably have a caffeine headache."
"I don't have a headache! But I think I have a a fever."
"Matt," I say, because I can tell where this conversation is going, "I am not speaking to you until you head downstairs and get at least a double something from Starbucks."
He seems to be wavering in this idea, so I hang up.
He was at work until 1am last night, and he honestly thought that he was going to stay at work that long again today without having any coffee? Idiot.