For the past few weeks at work, I've noticed a door with a sign on the outside that said "Contemplation Room". I'm always on the lookout for a place to nap and I started peeking into it.
There is a tiny round table, a chair and a rug. That's it.
I'd looked in there a few times the past couple of weeks and it had always been empty. I decided to make myself at home in there today on my lunch break and take a nap.
I turned the sign on the door to read "in use" and went inside and put my purse on the table.
That is when I realized that there was a listing of times on the noteboard on the wall.
Oh. Nice. I guess you have to sign up to come in here and nap! Wonder who I need to talk to about getting on the list?
Why is there a little oriental rug on a floor that is already carpeted? Maybe I could nap on it?
I'm poking the rug around with my toe when it dawns on me that the room is set up for Islamic folks to have somewhere to do their praying. The times on the noteboard are the times of the day that they're supposed to pray.
Unfortunately, the door didn't lock so I smoothed the rug down and left.
I didn't want to be napping in there and have someone wanting to get their Salat on bust in on me.