I think probably everyone can relate to the experience of having someone in your household wake up before you. Thus, while you’re still fuzzy headed and not in the mood for talking, smelling, seeing, hearing or otherwise relating to humanity, your spouse/parents/children/roommates/pets and/or other are all energetic and dancing around excited by the new day.
This happened the other morning. My husband boogied into the bedroom while I still had my face pushed into the pillows.
Him: Honey! Do you want me to sing some Elvis for you?
Me: Presley or Costello?