Our company was crashing hard when the head of my department rage-quit, switching our water cooler with a beer keg before he left.
HR found out . . . and started stopping by for a 10am pick-me-up. The company grapevines lit up and soon we were like the popular frat house of the company. I started answering morning emails to the hammering thud of techno music blaring over the cubicles. On Friday I had to step over the passed out CFO on the way to the bathroom.
That quarter, our profits skyrocketed. Turns out, productivity had been our problem all along.