Too. Freaking. Cold.
There used to be a running joke at my old job about eskimo families living under our desks because it was kept so cold in the building. I fully expect an eskimo to trip over my feet any moment...tomorrow's high is supposed to be 7.
Posted by Jenelle at December 6, 2005 06:24 PM | TrackBackThere's a woman in my office block who keeps the thermostat turned down somewhere near the 'Vegetable Crisper' setting on my refridgerator. There are times when it's warmer outside than it is in the office. I usually have to keep my jacket on until noon. When I catch pneumonia, I will take every opportunity to cough, hack, spit, sneeze, in her presence.
Posted by: shank at December 7, 2005 01:38 PM