Place I used to work had a narcoleptic secretary. Hilarious. In the middle of a meeting, the note taking would slow, we'd look round and see her head dropping towards the table. She never woke herself up effectively headbutting a table. Extraordinary.
I also walked past her office once and saw her with her forehead on the edge of the desk, and her arms hanging straight down towards the floor, with her arse right on the edge of the chair. You probably need to have seen it to appreciate the comedy of it.
We weren't supposed to wake her up, and for about 20 minutes afterwards it was like she was pissed, no memory, no coordination, total waste of space.
Place I used to work had a narcoleptic secretary. Hilarious. In the middle of a meeting, the note taking would slow, we'd look round and see her head dropping towards the table. She never woke herself up effectively headbutting a table. Extraordinary.
I also walked past her office once and saw her with her forehead on the edge of the desk, and her arms hanging straight down towards the floor, with her arse right on the edge of the chair. You probably need to have seen it to appreciate the comedy of it.
We weren't supposed to wake her up, and for about 20 minutes afterwards it was like she was pissed, no memory, no coordination, total waste of space.