Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Huh?

Say what you will, there is a rush of adrenalin about the whole thing.

The involuntary jerk of the neck, and the eyes open all too suddenly.
Light seemingly floods what had been welcome darkness, and there is a
slight dryness about the mouth.
One parts one's lips ever so slightly, and the tongue is prised loose
from the roof. A first, exploratory gulp and then a sharp intake of
breath.
The eyes scan the room quickly, responding in part to age old intuition,
looking for immediate danger. Upon meeting derisive smiles and
derogatory chuckles, there is brief puzzlement in the mind - what could
be the source of amusement here, if instead all one is feeling is a rush
of adrenalin?

And then one recalls the dark, comfortable room. A hush that a cathedral
would have been proud of, and a welcome coolness that the air
conditioner effortlessly supplies.
A steady drone from the center of the room, the voice rising in neither
pitch nor inflection, and slides that sidle past at the rate of one
every two minutes, comforting in their regularity of design, colour, and
for all you could care, content.
The slow slide down the chair, and the slow shallow breathing. A deep
somnolent sigh, and careful observation of self's tummy rising and
falling in slow steady cadence.
Then the heavy eyelids, the droopy eyelids. They fall steadily, until
your vision is blurred - at which point you raise yourself and peer at
the screen. Nod intelligently and draw in a deep breath.
The slides nod comfortingly at you. They know, they understand. And
slowly but surely, they begin their slow reassuring dance, keeping pace
with the drone that still emanates from the speaker. Softly and
soothingly they lull you into drooping in your chair once more.
And again the eyelids droop. A milimetre at a time, but they droop
nonetheless.
Until your vision is blurred once more, and this time you succumb to the
urge. The blur grows ever darker, and you slip away into slumberland,
where there is peace.
Sleep.

Until your reflexes kick in.

But it is all worth it, is it not, buddy boyos?
Because nothing kicks ass like falling asleep during a presentation in
the afternoon.
Amen.