When the Gods slept.....

I owe the title of this post to RaghuKrishnan, who writes a column in the Economic Times on Sundays. Ever since I read the article, titled as above, I have been hunting for it but have not found it till date. I know it appeared sometime in 2003, but lemme assure u any amount of searching has not got me any closer to the article that just took off from the face of the earth aided by a broomstick, I suppose. Very wry, that, u may say, but anyways this post is not about that but is about how urs truly went zzzz at work place.
The images that come to one’s mind, are maybe the slight nodding off at one’s desk in a discrete manner checking every now if the Super B boss is snooping around to see if people have their eyes glued onto the comp. Super B Boss would like those geeks with those extra large spectacles, glassy eyed, staring at the comp and eternally knee deep into work, unmindful of strolls of Big B bosses. They are unlike the normal people such as yours truly who are always looking around trying to sight Big B and send warning signals to other poor souls so they can make good use of the Alt + Tab keys.
This was no a “bare close of the eyelids behind sun glasses” but the full horizontal position sleep. Yours truly just decided to take a chill pill and declared to all and sundry that she was going to take that much needed snooze.
“What Oh what”, bellowed a team mate like I had just told him that his fly was open or that I was getting a promotion before him or that the world was flat (which of course Thomas Friedman would agree joyfully).
“Yes, me sleeping and that too right here” declared I and just headed towards the dorm.
Oh yes, I did sleep, right there at my work place under the very nose of prying bosses and “so taken aback that words fail me” team mates. A nice good well needed afternoon nap with a/c et al and a warm cozy rug (rugs are meant to be warm, what!) to get under and no one to really disturb me. Whatever happened to all that professionalism crap I used to dole out just a few months back. Crap! That was what it got reduced to, next to an afternoon doze. I never did think that laziness would get the better even at work place but there it is, a perfect example of how I am moving up the CMM scale at “Continuous Improvement” at surprising my self. Quite ironical, that they pay you money and give u a comp enabled with 24 hour browsing and all that is expected of you is the occasional mail sending to the all too glamorized onsite team, stating and restating things till it stops making any sense whatsoever. In between all this mail sending you can also indulge in “who is the loudest of them all” talk , in common parlance, meetings. Then they give u the cushion of a nice long sweet slumber! Haven’t the gods from above showered us with an extra dosage of the luck factor?