‘Good morning! How are you doing?’ I smiled. It was quiet in the office. I was the second person to arrive. Rosie* did not respond.
I paused for a moment, feeling foolish, my coat folded over my right arm, the heat of the coffee burning my palm through the paper cup. I waited for ten long seconds, until I realised that my colleague was not going to acknowledge me. Then I slunk back to my desk, feeling very, very low indeed.
