I would LOVE IT if the guys would leave it at 70. 70 would be fine. I think the OP is talking about people who feel that the thermostat has to be at some UNGODLY low temp. Not a nice normal one like 70.
And again, as people have said. Extra clothing doesn’t warm up cold faces and fingers if the thermostat is really low.
Grrr. I hate people that go out of their way to make the entire office uncomfortable, at my previous place of employment the one woman working there would, for reasons I was never able to figure out, wear effing sweaters to work in the summer and would insist on turning the AC down into 50’s so she’d be comfortable. 50F is really god damned cold if you’re dressed for summer weather and are sitting in a cubical not moving around much for 8 hours. By lunch time my hands were so stiff and numb I could hardly type, it was very annoying. Oh yea and this place was an ISP, standard dress code was jeans and a t-shirt unless you had to see a big customer, something sweater lady never did.
I’m warm! I’m warm! I’m warm! I can’t say that too many times. For 18 years I worked for Frostina the snowwoman. My ex-boss kept the thermastat at 60 all year around and my desk was over a airconditioning vent. Her favorite saying was “Well I never get cold”. Maybe thats because reptiles are cold blooded. However we humans need heat. She’s been gone for almost a year and I am WARM.
I bet she is fat too, right? I am not fat, I do not carry around an R30 layer of bluber on my body. Therefore, I do not find 70 degrees to be uncomfortable. I am sorry that you sweat if you have to walk down the hall and there isn’t frost on the walls, but you know, if you weren’t such a fucking benthic monster, you wouldn’t sweat either.
Are your nipples erect?
See, Duke? That’s the way to turn this into a lust-fest.
Heh… all you people who think you’re cold should try being me. I am not really comfortable unless the thermostat is set around 75 or 76. Anything less than that and I’m wearing at least a long-sleeved shirt. No one’s seen me wear a pair of shorts in years.
When I live alone, I tend to keep it set close to around 80 so that I can comfortably lounge around naked.
I go outside and lay on the concrete in the sun wearing all black in the middle of the summer, just to soak up the heat. Our thermostat is broken at work, and when I want the air conditioning turned off, I walk up to who-ever has keys to the office (where it is) and grab the back of their neck with my icy cold hands.
Always, Earthling; always.
For the record, I was wearing a long-sleeved turtleneck under an oversized heavy weave long-sleeved shirt plus bluejeans. And my car’s in the shop so I’m driving a rental, which is why I couldn’t go out & dig up a blanket or my winter hat (a kind soul offered me her “woobie” sweater, so I did eventually warm up & set the box aside).
Also I lied about my profession - I’m actually a retired Eskimo general (says so in my Dominick’s discount card profile, 's the truth!). Which probably helps explain why I get cold easily.
Jin, I expect Duke will be in your neighborhood soon 
I don’t get it???
Ah, the joys of working and living with the temperature challenged.
My SIL can’t tolerate heat, she would like the house to be about 15C and keeps her bedroom window open even when it’s freezing outside.
If one of my co-workers comes in to work early she racks the thermostat to 28C and then gets snippy when everyone says they’re baking. It’s either that or she wants me to wear shorts more often.
And then there are those people who don’t know how a thermostat operates. I keep trying to tell people that they have more settings than max and off.
Don’t get me started on people who open all the windows and leave the thermostat cranked up.
lame joke - Just thought that image of you lounging a la nude was exactly the kind of post the Duke of Rat was looking for.
I was just being sarcastic for being deprived of a depraved thread. Just a jab at the uproar over sexual threads around here of late.
We have thermostat wars here, too. Me and the boss like it cold, all the women run heaters all summer. With shorts and light blouses.
And I think jinwicked is hot…if she wants to lounge nude at ol’ Dukes place, it’s fine by me!!
How are you doing?
Fess, Naked Day must by quite tittalating at your office.
Nice hat.
There’s a woman here who has frozen out anyone in her immediate vicinity for years. I’ve never had to share space with her, but several of my friends are currently in the suite at the other end of the hall with her. Honest to Og they spend their days in their outdoor coats, sometimes with hats on. This has been going on for years. I honestly don’t know why no one’s ever had a word with this woman-- one person, who has no more authority than anyone else, making everyone else miserable!
On the flipside, my suite-mate used to be a woman who brought a space heater from home (even though we all have air & heat units) and would use it even, cross my heart, in July. I’d politely ask her if she wouldn’t mind turning it down a little (this is a relatively open, but small, area so you could always tell she had it on) and she’d giggle about how she was always cold.
Some days it’ll be freezing in the suite and like a warm, wet sponge out in the hall, then freezing again in the stairwell. It’s amazing we don’t all get pneumonia!
There is a certain type of female who equates “being cold all the time” with “being a fragile, delicate flower” or, dare I say it, “being thin.”
I used to work with a beautiful young woman who struggled with anorexia. She was in therapy and doing well, but she was still seriously underweight. It was perfectly valid that she have a space heater under her desk. (Not that anyone needs my approval to have a space heater in their office. Unless it’s making me uncomfortable or is endangering me in some way, it’s none of my business.)
I mention it because this particular person shared an office with a seasonal employee who had to have a space heater under her desk, too. I’d go in to help this woman (the seasonal employee, that is) with a computer problem or similar and she’d have a faint sheen of perspiration on her face. She obviously didn’t need the space heater. It all made some sort of strange neurotic sense when I heard her gossiping in the lunch room. “Oh, [anorexic officemate] is underweight and she’s cold all the time… I have the same problem, so I have my own space heater!”
Apparently, she thought that blasting the space heater would make people blind to the size of her ass.
I thought I was a delicate flower once…
…turned out I’m just a blooming idiot!
chortle chortle chortle
Okay, got a funny - I was teasing Hubby & told him I was going to take him to the Vagina Monologues to celebrate his birthday. So then I said how about Puppetry of the Penis.
He said he was holding out for Ventriloquism of the Vulva.
I have NO sympathy for the space heater crew! I used to work in an office where half the people at our desk were always hot, and half were always cold. We hot folks would come in to work wearing thin shirts and the closest business approximation of shorts we could come by. The freezers would come in in sleeveless tops.
One of the hot ppl brought in a fan to try to mitigate the temp problem, but the freezers (one in particular) complained that the air current bounced off of us and onto them, freezing them. So we weren’t allowed to point said fan at ourselves to cool off.
BUY A FUCKING SWEATER YOU SLEEVELESS BITCH! You can always put more clothes on, but unless you want the office to get REALLY interesting, there’s only so much I can take off - and trust me, you do not want to be treated to the sight of my mayonnaise-hued ass sweating in the chair you’ll be sitting in tomorrow.