
My boss on the other hand, is the type of guy who must have anti-freeze for blood, he keeps his area of our shop at a crisp -10 degrees at all times of the year. The AC kicks in and provides a lovely draft into our open concept office, freezing out all of us warm blooded folks. We occasionally ask if he's paid the gas bill, never has clued in that we're telling him we've all got frostbite. We walk around were our parkas, scarves and mittens, and he enquires as to whether we are feeling okay or not, assuming that we are ill and not freezing!
Well... I think that's it for today's rant. I'll catch y'all on the flip side - Cheers!
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