Well, it finally happened. I fell asleep at work today. Just briefly, but still. :smack:
I’d had a very early waking, a 5 hour trip to work, and after the initial coffees and weekend chat-catch-ups was just kicking-back into the weeks’ routine. The familiar hum of the noises in the office, my favourite comfy chair and the ambient muggy warmth…I’d just closed my eyes for a second or two, honest!! 
Oh, I’m a telefundraiser by the way. My job entails lots of talking to people. I’ve been doing it so long, and often joked that I can do it in my sleep. I proved today that I CAN talk in my sleep, but my speech bore no resemblence to the normal spiel I would give for the particular charity being fundraised for.
I woke myself up waxing lyrical about the wonders of ice-sculpting and wood-carving…soliciting funds for a childrens’ cancer group. :eek: :smack:
Thank Og I was telemarketing and the person on the other end of the phone disinterested enough to not really care much WHAT I was rambling about. 