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Dogalmighty17:
4 hours if I'm lucky.

motionarena:
Lol am serious
I work for a US based remote company and my shift is from 7pm to 3am I go to bed like 4am

Wake up by 7am to take my son to school and after that find it hard to go back to sleep

Finestt1:
8hrs

ozo13:
6-8hours with top up sleep when work permits in the day time

humberjade:
4-5hours weekdays

8 hours weekends

That's the best sleep/rest hours recommendation for any workaholic.

humberjade:
4-5hours weekdays

8 hours weekends

Chilipepper:
World Sleep Day is an annual event dedicated to raising awareness about the importance of sleep and its impact on overall health.

What is the average hours of sleep you get in a day?

AgroBizSolution:
That's the best sleep/rest hours recommendation for any workaholic.

concho:
This post reminds me of the folly of my youth.

Ah, what an excessive sleep has cost me! A tale I have told my children, and surely, they shall pass it on to their own, that my misfortune may not be in vain.

It is an encounter that fills my heart with both joy and sorrow. Joy, for it is long gone—besides, who among men can turn back the hands of time? Sorrow, for what was taken from me that fateful night.

But I shall tell this story, for I grow old, and an old tongue loves to wag.

It was on a certain night in Ikeja that I crossed paths with Gladis, a Yoruba maiden of striking beauty—though her trade was one of the night. As I made my way home from a lively evening at the bar with my dear friend Osoego (may his soul rest in peace), fate willed that I should stop. Oh, Osoego! One day, I shall see you again, in a place where there is neither sickness nor worries. I only hope they serve beer in the world beyond.

But back to my tale…

It was not my intention to go home with a harlot that night. Nay, I was resolved to be a man of virtue. But alas, Gladis’ beauty, and the twin treasures upon her chest, made my neatly polished Peugeot 406 come to a halt of its own accord. She did not waste time with bargaining, for the sight of my car alone had declared me a man of wealth.

Ah, what a night! She was the best thing that ever graced my bed. So much so, I thought of sending my wife—who still resided in the village with my mother—packing. But, who marries a prostitute?

She served me with such skill and devotion that I resolved in my heart to double her pay by morning. But the night was long, and the flesh was weak. It was a break-and-quench affair, a battle of strength and endurance, until the very cock itself grew weary of crowing.

At last, at 3AM, we fell into the arms of slumber. The next time I opened my eyes, 12pm

And lo, Gladis was gone. My gold chain was gone. My wallet was gone.

Even now, I still long to see Gladis again—not for retribution, nor to reclaim my stolen possessions. Nay! For another round of that sweet, unforgettable encounter.

For truly, what she took from me was not even enough to pay for the greatest night of my lifetime.

God bless Gladis.

Sonofgod1990:
How much is your salary. You will soon Lost dat job because you are stressing yourself too much. I will love to help you with 3 million naira so you can start something doing

Port8080:
Sleep is for the weak!

Sonofgod1990:
How much is your salary. You will soon Lost dat job because you are stressing yourself too much. I will love to help you with 3 million naira so you can start something doing

Seunomobo:
What is wrong with death?
For to die is gain bro