My boss runs hot, the girls run cold. Neither are willing to accept a middle ground.
As a result the air con is either at one extreme. The closest it gets to optimum is when the girls are silently waging guerilla warfair with electric heaters.
The irony that a lot of what we do evolves renewables is lost on everyone.
The thing is, 'a bit warm' would be one thing, but currently the cactus in the office of the boss has stopped longing for the desert. It was something like 28 degrees at the peak last week.
My boss runs hot, the girls run cold. Neither are willing to accept a middle ground.
As a result the air con is either at one extreme. The closest it gets to optimum is when the girls are silently waging guerilla warfair with electric heaters.
The irony that a lot of what we do evolves renewables is lost on everyone.