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I'm not an early bird at all. Ideally, on Saturday morning I'd allow myself a lovely lie-in. 10:45 would be just right.
The early bird may get the worm, but its the second mouse that gets the cheese.
The early bird gets the worm. The early worm... gets eaten.
Sometimes the early bird gets the worm, but sometimes the early bird gets frozen to death.
I think we consider too much the good luck of the early bird and not enough the bad luck of the early worm.
In software systems it is often the early bird that makes the worm.
I'm an early bird, partly because I like to have some quiet time and partly because by 9am emails begin arriving, the phone starts ringing and I have dragons to kill of one sort or another.
I was raised on a farm in Kansas where we lived next door to my Grandma Dew, and I was her shadow. We went everywhere together - to the bank, the doctor, the Early Bird Garden Club, and to an endless procession of Church meetings.
I am not an early bird. I go to bed normally between midnight and 1 o'clock, so it is understandable that I cannot be an early bird. I wake up around 9 o'clock.
I don't mind being 65, but nobody is gonna tell me to come in at 5:30 to have the early bird special.
