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That will be the question on everyone at work's mind by lunchtime, as we all arrive to find the thermostat for our floor set to, oh, somewhere just north of 90 degrees. It's either an icebox or a deep-fryer it seems, and the controls are unreachable without a key that building maintenance has in their possession.
Yes, the power to make people comfortable lies not with those on the floor, but with someone perhaps in another building entirely. Centralized planning. The building manager knows best. All hail the building manager!
We have a casual dress policy, but I think stripping down to my skivvies might be abusing both the spirit and the letter of the law. And the idea might catch on and, well, that would be a very bad thing (trust me on this one).
So, we suffer.
Pity us.
