Some mornings it takes everything I have just to make it to work on time and with clothes on. Many mornings, I end up eating breakfast at my desk because I didn't have time to scarf something down before leaving home. My cube at work is my home away from home so I have lots of necessities stored in my closet. I've got a backup supply of makeup and dishes and sweaters and toothpaste, toothbrush and floss. I'm prepared!
Since I eat breakfast at my desk, the tooth supplies come in pretty handy. Unless I'm on painkillers (or not awake yet) and forget to brush after eating. On those days, I usually find myself in a meeting with people, secretly running my tongue over my teeth, trying to find out if I've brushed them. I discover I haven't and immediately go into panic mode because I don't want to spew morning/taquito breath all over everyone. I try to talk with my mouth closed and make sure not to smile in case I have a hunk of egg or melted cheese in between my teeth. It's pretty uncomfortable.
Yesterday, I was doped enough that I didn't realize that I forgot to brush until after lunch time! Holy cow! I probably killed a couple of people before I noticed! There was probably a trail of dead people behind me as I walked away. Their cause of death was probably noted as acute nasal shrinkage - brought on by horrid morning breath in the afternoon. Poor souls.
I'll try to do better in the future but if you're around me in the morning and you notice me secretly feeling my teeth, step a few feet back and give me a chance to scurry off to the restroom so I can brush my teeth.