cold in the office, part ii

[kittenscribble]

This afternoon there were facilities people in my cubicle, measuring the ambient temperature.

...59.9 degrees Fahrenheit.

"I see the problem. These vents," one of the men said, "are almost all closed." He was speaking of the air vents in the ceiling, nestled among the tiles.

"Air is still coming out," I said, pointing to the papers pinned to the wall of my cubicle, their corners rippling in the chill breeze.

"Doesn't matter. Those vents are supposed to be fully open. No wonder it's cold here."

"But... look, air is coming out. It's cold air, that's the problem."

"Don't worry," they told me, "we've got it figured out. We'll have the vents fully open tomorrow."

"I'll be really cold tomorrow," I warned.

"Then," said my boss, "we'll file another complaint."

Comments

[underwatercolor.livejournal.com]

Wow. I have almost the same problem with our facilities people; except my office is too hot. I can put more clothes on, but I can only strip so far...

[kittenscribble.livejournal.com]

Yes, we'd considered that aspect:

K: It's so unreasonably cold! Everyone's wearing coats.
J: Look on the bright side. If it were too hot, they'd be stripped down to their shorts. Now which would you rather have?
[K looks around at coworkers, a collection of pasty middle-aged engineers]
K: ...coats. I kinda like the coats.
J: Yeah. Bright side.

Anyway, best of luck with your facilities people. ;)

[bkleber.livejournal.com]

*headdesk*

[kittenscribble.livejournal.com]

It's iced tea. :P

[pseudotheist.livejournal.com]

Was one of the guys Bob Hoskins? I think you need to get Robert DeNiro to fix your AC.

Or, alternately, you need to see "Brazil", if this comment makes no sense to you.

[examorata.livejournal.com]

Someday I am going to remember to bring my camera to work, and get photos of all the exposed pipes overhead, so everyone can see exactly how like "Brazil" my workplace is.

[dokein.livejournal.com]

59? C'mon, that's balmy. It was down to 57 on Tuesday in the 150-year-old former horse stable housing my office here Norfolk. Then there's the frequently trafficked and occasionally propped-open fire-escape/smokers' lounge nearby...

m&

[kittenscribble.livejournal.com]

...all right, you win. I'd forgotten about the smokers in the fire escape.