Who do I have to call for some heat? Duke & Duke refuses to turn the heat on. I know D&D are a bunch of cheap fucks, but this is nonsense. Everyday I freeze. I'm from the Midwest, I don't get cold. I can stand in a blizzard with a t-shirt on.
It's gotten so bad that I have to wear a sweater like my man Fred Rogers. I get to the office, I hang up my coat, and I put my sweater on like a geriatric. The only thing I don't do is change my shows and play with puppets. I'm not the only one who is cold. Jimbo and Coco also sport my look. We look like a pack of senior citizens waiting for the buffet to open.
I finally called yesterday to see what the deal was. Some dude in a jumpsuit from the building showed up with what appeared to be some type of prober. Jimbo looked scared. All this guy did was wave the prober in the air and announce that the temp in our office is 72 degrees. 72 degrees, where? Under the fluorescent bulbs we sit under? I hate this place.
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