Every single day, the AC in my office is cranked up as high as possible. Leaving us poor hapless souls to shiver and freeze our day through work, and go home resembling a popsicle.
But today, when I come appropriately attired in a snug, full sleeve shirt, is the day, they decide they need to cut power and have the entire office run on the generator.
Which basically means no AC and lots of sweat.
What's a girl to do?
But today, when I come appropriately attired in a snug, full sleeve shirt, is the day, they decide they need to cut power and have the entire office run on the generator.
Which basically means no AC and lots of sweat.
What's a girl to do?
Comments
@ Sunshine: Grrr. Murphy's law has a way of biting me in the ass.
@ A: It's a sucky life, sweetheart. No wonder I love it.