I am REALLY serious about ‘Climate Control’.
I cannot sleep at night unless it is a minimum of 67 degrees and the Air Conditioning must be blasting at full force. (Sometimes I even add an osculating fan to assist in circulating the cold air.) I’ve also been known to sleep with the window(s) Wide Open during the winter months. But that’s only because I have an awesomely cozy bed, with amazingly comfy blankets and the greatest pajamas ever made.
However. When I am at work (a place I’d rather not be at all)…I would really appreciate it of the temperature was at least semi-bearable. And by that I mean, I am tried of feeling like Dr. Evil in his cryogenic freezing capsule hurling through outer space.
I have said, “It’s friggin freezing in here Mr. Bigglesworth” out loud… at least 9 times today. And yet, I am still sitting here with my teeth chattering and blue lips.
Seriously. What is it gunna take for these people to TURN UP THE DIAL on the thermostat. Do I really need a severe case of hypothermia to prove my point?
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