The breaks between shifts, between lunch and dinner, you use to clean up the restaurant, reset tables, stock, organize, polish cutlery, put away glasses, and, if you're very very lucky, nap.
I'm constantly napping.
And, oddly, whereas it's seldom I successfully nap while at home, at work there doesn't seem to be a problem. Well, not the same problems.
At work it's always something. The phone will ring, a reservation, or job seeker wondering if we're hiring, or salesperson from a paper mill someplace who wants to know if we need more paper....You can tell the salespeople, they always want to speak to the "Owner or Manager". They're not very good.
On those days the phone isn't ringing there will be the late tables, tables that somehow have gotten a little too comfortable in their chairs and don't leave until 3:00 or 3:30. There's no napping then.
Or, if you're having some success, sprawled out across the comfortable overstuffed leather chairs, the phone hasn't rung and all the customers have left, you've a clear conscience having overstocked everything and done all the side duties and then some, there will be some staff member roaming to the front asking if you need help with anything....through half opened eyes you hiss: "I need your help napping....please fuck off..."
2 or three such interruptions and you're done.
A good nap, at work, might be 10 minutes straight. Which, if it wasn't a sexy dream, is often enough.