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All smiles and giggles when six Turns quickly to fussing and fits Whenever is said, “Naptime. Go directly to bed.” Yet sleep achieves a great feat, For when they are woken The grumpies are beat. If only all woes were as easily solved. Imagine a workplace that had evolved To give people a bed Whenever they needed more sleep for their head. Can you imagine, “Siesta right now. You may not metaphorically plow. Until kindness to rule, you allow.” If only siestas for adults Would bring forgiveness for insults. Perhaps sleep would like magic reduce The times of backstabbing and power abuse, The number of errors, but creativity loose, And lead to more income and clients profuse.
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Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 11:44 PM UTC
Naptime or Siesta?
All smiles and giggles when six Turns quickly to fussing and fits Whenever is said, “Naptime. Go directly to bed.” Yet sleep achieves a great feat, For when they are woken The grumpies are beat. If only all woes were as easily solved. Imagine a workplace that had evolved To give people a bed Whenever they needed more sleep for their head. Can you imagine, “Siesta right now. You may not metaphorically plow. Until kindness to rule, you allow.” If only siestas for adults Would bring forgiveness for insults. Perhaps sleep would like magic reduce The times of backstabbing and power abuse, The number of errors, but creativity loose, And lead to more income and clients profuse.
This really isn’t that novel—what I’d like to know is who will pay me to take a siesta at work and if I’ll still be able to finish the day’s work? https://www.bizjournals.com/bizwomen/news/latest-news/2018/05/whos-falling-asleep-on-the-job.html?page=all
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Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 11:44 PM UTC
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