Power napping

Despite my last blog, I am a strong proponent of power napping. In my last job we had a room which was designed (at great cost) to be as womb-like as possible. It was known as the Creative Thinking Room (yes, it WAS an advertising agency) and had curved walls and floor, recessed mood lighting and all the latest gadgets and gizmos. What it also had was a sofa and since I was the sole keyholder for this room, I used to book it out for an hour every afternoon around three so I could catch a few zees (zoes were too fast for me). I used to emerge puffy eyed and sluggish at around 4 (technically power napping should only last around ten minutes) and vehemently deny the frequent allegations that I was sleeping on the job. Moi? With my reputation?