Waiting for an elevator with a colleague this morning on our way into the office…
Him: Hey. How are you?
Me: Good, thanks. How are you?
It was obvious that neither of us had made it to a coffee machine yet.
Him: Good…considering. You know, things could be worse, right?
Me: Yes, that is true.
Him: Don’t you hate it when you ask someone at work how they are and they enthusiastically respond, “Great!” I just want to say, I hope this isn’t what great means to you.
Me: I know what you mean. I had a taste of great last week.
Him: Hang on to the vacation buzz as long as you can.
Me: I will do my best.
I wiggled the toe ring that no one can see through my closed-toe shoe. Don’t lose the buzz.
Laughing is required. 
Precisely why I keep a bottle of Glenlivet in my credenza at work.