After my four dollar Chai/Boba/Iced/Sugar/Caffeine bombshell of choice wore off at around 1:30 PM, I got so tired and sleepy I couldn't even feign interest in work or polite office chit chat. It's times like these that I have no choice but to wander to any piece of grass and dive into a dreamstate where I forget that I'm a grown-up with a job and car insurance and everything. The danger comes when I forget that I'm a grown-up and the light fades, and I'm still spread eagle on the grass while the sun is setting. And then I have to return to my office with sleepy eyes and grass all over my clothes and try to reconnect with reality.

When is office culture going to get with the nap room? Don't they have those in Japan? If it works for three-year-olds, why should anything change when we're 30? I guess the powers that be know that we'll all wake up cranky and confused.