I am ready for my afternoon nap. Alas, I am at work.

a million times this.

I am ready for my afternoon nap. Alas, I am at work.

This is why all offices should contain nap pods.

There is so no way I could go to sleep all exposed like that in a public place where I knew people.

We have a "first-aid" room downstairs that is complete with a padded bench and is available to be signed out to those who desperately need a lie-down. If I mention that I'm tired to the receptionist while I'm chatting with her at lunchtime, she always suggests I take advantage of the nap room, but I never have.

There is so no way I could go to sleep all exposed like that in a public place where I knew people.

Yeah, I have difficulty sleeping in public, except on trains. Although once I slept at O'Hare because it was either that or stay up all night.

I think there needs to be a Sleep Pod that completely closes and locks. And is motorized, so I can nap while it carries me about....

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I have actually napped under my desk like George Costanza.

The worst, though was when I was working retail, was having a horrible allergic reaction, took a Benedryl, and actually fell asleep on the floor in the department, near the wall.

I can sleep on airplanes or in airports with no trouble--among strangers my issues are having my stuff stolen. With people I kinda know? My issues are too legion to count.

I've had co-workers come in to work in the morning and find me face down on my keyboard. But at that point, too exhausted to be embarrassed.

My mother taught me a very important lesson when I was about 10 or 11: if there is something you don't want to do, never learn how to do it and you will never have to. This was taught to me in the context of cleaning fish (which my mom has never learned to do) and I carried over into other areas of my life.

Heh. My personality is to learn it, master it, and then say "NO" when I don't want to do it. I really hate it when someone uses "I don't know how" as an excuse to not do something (and refuses to learn).