Imagine it's 8:30 a.m. on a Monday morning. You're in a dim, windowless room that's always too hot in summer or too cold in winter, and it's packed full of colleagues gasping for every last particle of fresh oxygen. It's a balmy 75% relative humidity, and the elevated CO levels from endless banter suffocate the life right out of you. Groggy and
yawning, your eyelids gradually sputter like clumsy, old garage doors until your lifeless head falls, and you are jolted back to life. Coffee, anyone?