Saturday, January 11, 2014
I just thought this was funny, because I've been a Henry and I've dealt with some Henry's. The thermostat is a marriage issue, a workplace issue, a restaurant issue and really just a part of life issue.
When I worked, the boss ultimately had to put a lockbox over the thermostat. Somebody kept putting it on 60 degrees and then someone would spike it to 75 degrees. You either froze or sweated. I just carried my portable heater with me to different work stations, if I got cold. I was also blessed to have my own workroom with my own thermostat just for that room.
Just so you know, I'll be living in the 75-80 degree all the time part of heaven if you wana look me up.