Yes, I know we’ve had a two week shutdown. However, the University re-opened yesterday. Now, I know that undergrads aren’t due back for another week, but those of us who actually work here need heating. Its colder in the fucking office than it is outside. My toes feel like icecubes, my fingers are going numb with the cold, I’ve got three bloody layers on and I’m still fucking freezing.
So, Estate fucking Management - switch the goddamned heating back on - we can’t work in sub-zero temperatures!!
Heh. University heating. We used to have the best climate control at WMU…hot in the summer, cold in the winter…windows too small to crack open (they were designed to keep students from leaping out). Policies against starting fires in trash receptibles…those were the days…well, not really. I do appreciate decent heating much more now.
Sounds familiar. In the summer, our office was far too warm to actually do any work in because the fuckers in Estate Management messed up the air-con, and now, in the winter, the fuckwits won’t put the heating on. I’m learning that its perfectly possible to type whilst wearing gloves…
Just make sure not to use mittens. Sure, they’re warmer, but typing with only two fingers per hand just doesn’t work.
I’d always pictured the climate control systems in our building as a gigantic beast that took months of effort to wake up. I figure the reason the seasons were always off is that by the time the a/c kicked on it was already winter and it took another 6 months to shut that off and get the heat on. Very old buildings. And cranky. Don’t get me started on the elevators. shudder
At my high school the heating was set up to turn on when people were in the room… so if you had the first class of the day you froze but if you came in later it was almost always too warm.
And of course it still worked in summer so you were insanely hot during the rest of the year.
That’s nothing. I work for my MIL, and I bring my youngest with me for sitting during work hours. My MIL keeps Newfoundland dogs (as do I).
She feels the dogs won’t be comfortable unless it’s snowing in here! Hey! Not only do I, a human, work here, but my kid is here! If you want to see your grandson, perhaps you could think of him and heat your goddam place!
Ahhh, those were the days…December 1989, Leningrad State University. Classes 6 hours a day in lovely 18th-century buildings that, I think, literally had no heat. It was pretty hilarious taking notes while ensconced in long johns, tights, wool socks, insulated boots, turtleneck, heavy wool sweater, scarf, hat with earflaps, heavy wool overcoat, and mittens over gloves. It was a wonder we could hold pens through all that stuff…no wonder I can’t read any of my notes from that period!
The dorms were pretty similar. And they wondered why Soviet students engaged in much heavy drinking and casual sex…it was the only way to keep warm!
Just joshin’ ya Eva. I tend to think these sorts of things because I always obsess about my posts, if they’re ready for publication or if they need a bit more, maybe a clarification here, a typo correction there,…and then some jerk beats me to the punch. Every time, I tells ya.
We have the exact opposite problem at my school. In winter, the buildings are 90 degrees. You come in and immediately start shedding layers. In summer, though, the classrooms are about fifty degrees. Everyone has to bring along a coat. In the dead of Memphis summer when it’s likely to be 98 outside. This is not normal.
-Lil
