This training room is still damn cold. They dangled hope in front of our faces by saying that “there are now three heating complaints for the [bigass] building – so I guess we’ll have someone come in to fix it.” But we are not fooled! And it is still not fixed.
What we are is prepared. We each have a small space heater under our desks. One of the girls brought in some baby blankets for our legs. I am wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt, hoodie jacket & puffy vest on top; jeans, warm socks & boots on the bottom.
The only downside is that I have to take off the jacket & vest & blanket every time I leave the room (or risk passing out from heatstroke) – then shiver while I don them again when I return.
Last year when I was working for the tiny start-up company, it was housed in a crappy building where the heat didn’t work and the landlord didn’t care – and I was dressing much the same way. Now that I work for a big national bureaucratic company, I’m in the same stupid boat, because maintenance has to tread through so much red tape that the heat will likely be fixed just in time for next summer.
I guess it’s time to stock up on sweaters.