s-so-so c-c-co-co-cold
Nov. 29th, 2007 03:59 pmMy office has these huge picture windows all along the west wall. My cubicle faces these windows, sort of. (It's sort of sideways to them.) All summer I enjoyed afternoon sunlight, and also noted that in the afternoons, the sun's intensity would lessen the arctic deep freeze of the overenthusiastic air conditioning system.
Now that it is cold and the sun has not shone for several weeks, I am noticing the opposite. The heat will come on, and it will get nice and toasty in the large open room where our cubicle farm is.
And then a single gust of wind will go by.
And I will feel it as though the window were not there.
All summer I thought the blinds were moving because the ventilation system comes up under the window. I finally went over there and looked.
NO.
The window sill is blank.
The blinds move in the wind.
The ventilation system is those vents in the giant pipes by the ceiling.
Oh.
Well, shit.
This is shaping up to be a long, cold winter.
And today, the 8-foot fluorescent fixture over my head is flickering. It's just gone out. It did this once before, for about 15 minutes.
Why am I writing so much today?
I don't know, I think I just want to preserve a snapshot of where I am, so that I can think of this next time someone offers me a job when I had planned on being a bum. Being a bum is awesome. Why am I not a bum now. This was a terrible idea.
OK, I feel better.
It's still dark, however, and I'm still cold.
Now that it is cold and the sun has not shone for several weeks, I am noticing the opposite. The heat will come on, and it will get nice and toasty in the large open room where our cubicle farm is.
And then a single gust of wind will go by.
And I will feel it as though the window were not there.
All summer I thought the blinds were moving because the ventilation system comes up under the window. I finally went over there and looked.
NO.
The window sill is blank.
The blinds move in the wind.
The ventilation system is those vents in the giant pipes by the ceiling.
Oh.
Well, shit.
This is shaping up to be a long, cold winter.
And today, the 8-foot fluorescent fixture over my head is flickering. It's just gone out. It did this once before, for about 15 minutes.
Why am I writing so much today?
I don't know, I think I just want to preserve a snapshot of where I am, so that I can think of this next time someone offers me a job when I had planned on being a bum. Being a bum is awesome. Why am I not a bum now. This was a terrible idea.
OK, I feel better.
It's still dark, however, and I'm still cold.
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Date: 2007-11-30 01:00 am (UTC)If they'll let you use it.
They might...
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Date: 2007-11-30 05:33 pm (UTC)