It’s hard to distinguish between boring work, and work that makes you fall asleep. What I do for a living is boring. It’s not glamorous, it’s not fast paced—it’s boring. Fortunately for me, when I DO have work to do, I don’t feel like falling asleep. The problem comes in when I don’t have anything to do… or at least anything pressing to do. This is usually the case during my afternoons. For the life of me, every afternoon I struggle to stay awake.
Yesterday was no different, except when my boss came over to talk with me about a form I was creating. I suppose I’ll skip the nuances of form making—even though it’s pretty engaging stuff. Anyway, there she is, listening to all the great things my form can do, but she can’t keep herself from yawning. Over and over. And over. The truth is I’m not offended. She can yawn all she wants. She’s tired, I’m tired, and we’re talking about forms.
The interesting part was when she started talking about this business class she used to teach; apparently one of the topics she let her students research was napping in the workplace. So, the topic ensues, but I’m feeling this weird struggle between TOTALLY agreeing with her that it would be AWESOME, and trying to appear as though I’m much too motivated to spend any time napping, away from…form making. But in the end, I agreed with her. Hell, she’s the one who brought it up.
This whole fear about not seeming lazy is ridiculous to me. In practically every meeting I sit in, there’s somebody who’s FIGHTING falling asleep. And it’s a struggle. Sometimes that person is me. Other times I manage to entertain myself with ideas on what I’m going to do this weekend. So of course there’s research out there (where? I don’t know….THERE) that talks all about how short naps boost productivity. I believe it. But what I believe more is that when your body is fighting you that hard, it just doesn’t feel right to fight back. But in a world where everyone feels that afternoon lull, who’s really going to take the leap and actively pursue a workplace napping policy?
I barely started this job, so that person is definitely not me. But I just can’t wait for the day that somebody Makes. It. Happen. I don’t need the lights dimmed. I don’t need a pillow or blanket. All I need is my chair, and somebody to say: “It’s alright. You take that nap.”