I am not a morning person.
In fact, I own a t-shirt that has written across it: I’m out of bed and dressed… what more do you want?
I’ve managed to resign myself to having to wake at 6 am every morning for work, but that doesn’t mean I like it. I manage to be civilised now and again when someone who is a morning person speaks to me, but I cannot and do not guaranty civility. I am a night person.