A while back, we put up plastic ceilings over our cubes because we were that cold. It was simply painters plastic that we taped to our walls. It was glorious....all the heat didn't go straight up in the air, but circulated around in our cubes. I was toasty and my plants just loved the extra heat and humidity. My co-worker said it was the first time since he started here that he was actually warm. You couldn't see the tape or the plastic from the hallway as we were really careful how we did it. The only way you could see it was if you actually came into our cubes. Alas, the powers-that-be caught wind of the plastic ceilings and made us take them down.
It's just flipping cold in here again. This morning, one of my co-workers came into my office to tell me that he's really considering putting up another plastic ceiling because he can't stand it anymore. His feet are numb and his nose is running. He's wearing flannel jeans. And I'm the same way. Yet over in another department, the women are complaining that it's too hot in here. Right now? It's about 67 degrees....and they're over there in tank tops. I'm in a sweatshirt. My feet are numb. My nose is cold and so are my hands. Some days are better than others. There are some days when my feet aren't numb. We've gone to the powers- that-be and did everything but beg for heat. We all brought heaters from home and run them constantly, in addition to the raising the thermometers in our cubes to 85 degrees, the highest they will go. With no ceilings, though, the heat just rises up into the air. We get nothing. And what a waste of energy that is.
My co-worker said he'd try to make the ceiling as tight as possible so it wouldn't be seen from the hallway. That way nobody could complain. I looked straight at him said, "Honey, if you put another plastic ceiling up, you have to put one up over my cube, too. Or I'm telling."
He laughed. But I think we might come in over the weekend and try it again. If we're really quiet, we might get away with it for a while. Until somebody higher-up comes into the cubes and sees them. Then they'll have to come down again. But we're getting to the point where we're willing to take that chance. And we don't care what it looks like.
It's just flipping cold in here again. This morning, one of my co-workers came into my office to tell me that he's really considering putting up another plastic ceiling because he can't stand it anymore. His feet are numb and his nose is running. He's wearing flannel jeans. And I'm the same way. Yet over in another department, the women are complaining that it's too hot in here. Right now? It's about 67 degrees....and they're over there in tank tops. I'm in a sweatshirt. My feet are numb. My nose is cold and so are my hands. Some days are better than others. There are some days when my feet aren't numb. We've gone to the powers- that-be and did everything but beg for heat. We all brought heaters from home and run them constantly, in addition to the raising the thermometers in our cubes to 85 degrees, the highest they will go. With no ceilings, though, the heat just rises up into the air. We get nothing. And what a waste of energy that is.
My co-worker said he'd try to make the ceiling as tight as possible so it wouldn't be seen from the hallway. That way nobody could complain. I looked straight at him said, "Honey, if you put another plastic ceiling up, you have to put one up over my cube, too. Or I'm telling."