Good morning, Mr. Grey!

This morning, Mr. Grey slowly rose out of his cot and sauntered to the coffee pot. The sun is out and the birds are chirping as Mr. Grey sips his brown drink in solitude before entering the world of vibrance and others. He showers, puts on his groutfit, and draws his blackout curtains. He opens up his laptop and logs on his Zoom work call.

“Good morning, Mr. Grey!” Ms. Yellow cheerfully exclaims.

“Hello, Yellow.”

“Are you having a great day thus far?”

“I woke up…”

“Well you look great!”

I don’t know how long I can keep this up.

“Grey, do you have those TPS reports ready to go?” asks Red.

“TPS reports? I don’t think I was told to have anything prepared.”

“Yeah, they were included in the memo that was sent out this morning.”

“Shit”

“What was that?”

“Nothing… I’ll have them over to you shortly.”

After Ms. Yellow and Mr. Green exchange ideas on the companies marketing efforts, Mr. Grey logs off the call, pours another cup of coffee and types out his TPS reports. He sends the email to Red, and leans back in his chair only for the wheels to slip out from beneath him. Before he slams onto the floor, Mr. Grey watches his coffee fly up and out of his hand, straight above his body before gravity does it’s job. I’m not even a primary color! What did I do?!