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Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
I'm pretty convinced that someone in this building is trying to kill me, and they're going to do it through air conditioning. I have a massive bulky sweater that I keep in my office and usually end up wearing pretty much every day in the summer. My office has three (3) (!!!) vents blasting cold air all day. Usually two of them have file folders on top of them in my vain effort to regulate the temperature to simply "fucking cold" instead of "can't type, fingers falling off."
Last year, someone in the building complained about the sub-arctic temperatures to the facilities people, and we were subsequently forced to endure four days of stuffy, hot office. So no one dares to complain any more, and we end up looking like inuits for most of the summer.
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My solution is a space heater. Yes, I know it's against building rules, but no one has ever complained to me. In fact, at my old job I blew a fuse with it and the building guy came to fix it and brought me an extension cord for my heater. When it's particularly cold, my co-irkers huddle in my office around the warmth. Mmmmmmmm. I have hot air blowing on my sandaled feet right now.
