Oh, hush already!

I wish I could understand what the fuss is about.

No, I'm not talking about the Lakers trouncing the Magic in the NBA Finals (though, can I just say I'm so glad that is finally over?). I'm talking about listening to my coworkers constantly complain about the temperature in the office.

Here's the deal. The temperature outside is about 98 degrees with 70% humidity. So, yes, it's hot. The temperature inside the office is about 73 degrees, which, last I checked, is significantly cooler.

At 73 degrees, I can still comfortably wear a light hoodie, which pisses people off because I'm actually a little cool. When the temperature drops to 70 degrees, I need a thicker jacket and will plug in my little space heater. And if it's below 68 degrees, my body shuts down and I, entering into a mild state of hypothermia, fall asleep. Cold air, you see, does not keep me awake; it puts me to sleep.

So, here I am, sitting comfortably at work and lamenting the fact that I did not wear socks today because my feet are getting a bit cold, and all I hear around me is constant bitching about the air conditioner (which, judging by the draft I feel on the back of my neck, is actually working quite well).

Ugh.