I need a CPAP to sleep, so naps are basically impossible for me
But at a past job doing tech support at a web hosting company, where I was still new and assigned to the night shift, it was just me and another guy who was supposed to support me, and be the acting manager.
At night we’d be lucky to get more than one or two calls, and maybe a handful of live chats, so we’d mostly do tickets all night.
Well, I would. He would curl up at his desk and sleep for 7 hours, then speed through a bunch of really easy tickets (that he’d botch) in order to have respectable metrics.
There were others in a different department who knew about this, so on at least one occasion, they drew a penis on his forehead while he slept. Even though our boss saw this, the slacker wasn’t fired, as he was one of the few who actively wanted the night shift.










I like to think he never dies, he’s just kept alive by a confluence of sci-fi anomalies and technobabble (some of it his own making) alternating between suffering/torment and respite where he gets to solve interesting engineering problems. In the end, he solves all remaining engineering problems, which ends the universe and replaces it with something new, different and even stranger, and he ends up being God for that new iteration.