Last week they fixed the AC at work to function properly. Which meant it was cold enough to freeze one’s bones.
I come to work on Monday morning, all dressed up in a dress and a matching cardigan so that I can fight the cold air .
Sikka at work shakes his head when he sees me. What’s wrong? I demand. AC fallen to the ground. Crushed. No AC on your floor. My heart sinks but I walk on. The door to my department is open . As I step through, a heat wave so strong hits me that it makes me take a step backwards..
Work two hours in the damnable heat, and change into my gym clothes. The sweat pants are soaked in a couple of minutes.
By 3 , I have a headache, and I am drowsy. Productivity level, zero. Everyone walks around in a daze, disheveled and irritated, trying to get some fresh air. Walking out, walking in to other departments where they have ac , sucking in the cold air, feeling momentarily better.
My boss goes home.
We open a window and buy ice cream. The open window brings in glare from the sun . Sigh. We ask for fans but things take time to happen.
I go home at 4.30 and make an elaborate dinner.
Day 2 a lot of us are prepared.
I work from for a while and then go to work.
I wear a cotton tshirt and comfy harem pants. But still the pants are soaked through in an hour’s time. A guy at finance brings a fan from home. A table fan that had been assembled by his father for his brother to help him study at night.
We bring in ice cream again.
Industrial fans are here hooray ! Which means no paper work can be done if you still want to have some air.
Leave at the usual time , take a lengthy bath and go to bed.
Day 3 and everyone’s in flimsy clothes. Have figured out how to share the fans.
1pm now and the headache is back. I am drowsy and concentration is difficult.
I snap at everyone who walks in without calling first.
So here are some photos*..
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