(n.) a plum worklife negotiating outcome whereby middle managers are permitted and equipped to sleep away the vast majority of core 8 a.m.-6 p.m. work hours in the U.S. in the luxury of their own beds. As defined, the practice originated in Northern New Jersey in the mid-to-late-'90s among down-sized former telecommunications industry executives who landed on their feet in the employ of Asian telecom outfits.
Anybody feel like trying to get in a quick nine holes this afternoon? We'll have to wait a while to call you know who. I'm pretty sure he's got telenapping on his calendar until 2. He has that daily conference call wtih the home office at 5 a.m. Tokyo time.
Someone or something that bites your ankles.
To a postman, an ankle biter is often known as a dog.
To an adult, an ankle biter may be a toddler.
To hikers, an ankle biter is sometimes a tick.
And so on.
When a man will search for hours to find something that is laying out in the open on a table. Items are often easily found by a women.
Man: "I have been searching for hours for keys."
Woman: "You mean the ones sitting there on the coffee table?"
Man: "Where?"
Woman: "Right there in the middle of that table."
Man: "oh, must have been Male Pattern Blindness"