Hot end of May...
May. 31st, 2006 06:23 pm*dies*
I should have known it was a bad sign when I got to work today and the downstairs back door was propped wide open and the upstairs patio door (right next to my desk) was also propped wide open. This should have been a warning signal because one of my coworkers has been going through menopause for at least the last year and a half (as long as I've been there) and FREEZES TO DEATH if the back door is ever left open for longer than it takes someone to go through it.
Hot. Dead. No airflow. No aircon. And today, with my wonderful sense of timing, was a day I wore nylons to work. This has, however, helped me figure out why I'll never be a stylish fashionista type: I was wearing plastic on my legs all day. And it did not make me any cooler or happier.
I should have known it was a bad sign when I got to work today and the downstairs back door was propped wide open and the upstairs patio door (right next to my desk) was also propped wide open. This should have been a warning signal because one of my coworkers has been going through menopause for at least the last year and a half (as long as I've been there) and FREEZES TO DEATH if the back door is ever left open for longer than it takes someone to go through it.
Hot. Dead. No airflow. No aircon. And today, with my wonderful sense of timing, was a day I wore nylons to work. This has, however, helped me figure out why I'll never be a stylish fashionista type: I was wearing plastic on my legs all day. And it did not make me any cooler or happier.