Place I worked in the 80s had buildings with lots of labs. In the back room of one lab, a guy had put a cushion under a desk and would go sleep there. He got fired when he was found out.
I’m sure there are those who would argue that anyone that would commute on a motorcycle is not right in the head in the first place… The day I got out of the hospital, I went and fetched my bike (ironically, the dealer I bought it from was on the other side of the street; they picked it up and held it for me) and rode it home. Four decades later, I’m still riding.
Ted the Mechanic.