Gab Prieur
A Gab Prieur is like dying in a chair with a smoke, but you still have to come back to work.
I smoked and napped in the breakroom. I was so out of it, I thought the coffee machine was talking to me.
He took a nap in the forklift with a cigarette. He nearly ran over a coworker and didn’t even blink.
She fell asleep in the truck with a smoke. She woke up with a burnt tongue and a headache.