Name Change
You might have noticed I changed the name of my newsletter to Sleeping in Public, which encapsulates my essence.
On the Way to Work Naps
Back when I rode the light rail to work, I would bring my U-shaped airplane pillow with me to take a nap until my stop. I’m pretty sure the other regular commuters thought of me as airplane-pillow-lady, but that’s ok. I was not the strangest sight on the light rail.
Collegiate Level Napping
In college I didn’t live near campus so if I wanted to take a nap I had to get creative. I would find a nice bit of floor in the library basement behind the stacks, plop my backpack down to use as a pillow and spread my coat over myself as a makeshift blanket. It was not the epitome of comfort, but it worked.
However, the best library naps were in the womb chairs. Unfortunately, the womb chairs were located directly by the main library entrance so many, many people bore witness to my naps.
Napping is My Cultural Heritage
I once read a story about how China’s Ikeas could not turn away people sleeping on the furniture, because if they did they would have no customers. Regardless of social status, everyone in China was treating Ikea like a public nap zone. I have never felt so connected to my heritage. We are a napping people!
Lily is also a strong napper. She prefers to sleep on me (see above).
Work
My boss had me compile a Pinterest board of wardrobe inspiration for the TV show he hosts. Before I showed it to him, I explained that because he wanted TV wardrobe I only looked at men on screen. He nodded, because my logic is airtight.
We scrolled for a couple of moments, while I explained what I liked about the clothes and how he could wear similar things.
Then he said, “I’m sorry, I’m getting distracted by all of these incredibly handsome men. Is that Denzel Washington?”
I explained to him it was in fact John Boyega. He nodded, “And who is that?”
Me, beaming: “Oh, that’s Jason Momoa!”
My boss: “I see. Who’s that guy?”
Me, completely blanking on his actual name for a moment: “Uh, people on the internet call him Daddy.”
My boss then laughed, removed his glasses, and laid his head on the table.
Me, remembering the actor’s name: “Oh, but his real name is Pedro Pascal!”
And that’s a nonserious snapshot of my job.
That’s all for now!
Erin
Haha “people call him Daddy”