A colleague in my earlier office had this habit of sleeping while on duty.
That was no hassle.
But the problem arose when he snored, something that resembled thunder.
He was disturbing us. We could neither do our work nor take a nap ourselves.
One friend could not take it anymore.
“Wake up buddy. Be like a bee. Honeybees never sleep,” he said.
The rattled man woke up and shot back: “Shut up, you starfish.”
“Starfish?” we all exclaimed.
“Don’t you know starfish don’t have brain.”