Office mate likes dehumidifier
It’s a odd thing, toiling in a traditional office.
I mean, have you ever considered what a odd environment and situation most workplaces produce? You take a bunch of strangers with odd strengths, weaknesses, opinions, and preferences, and then throw them all in one room together for the majority of the day and expect them to get work done.
Wouldn’t it make more sense if people could be comfortable where they work? Or if most people felt comfortable and accepted by their coworkers instead of having added social pressures on the yearly workload? Personally, it’s taken me over 4 months to even speak to our new secretary and find out why exactly her desk hums. For months now, I’ve heard a low and dull vibration every time I walk past her desk. I let it go and focused on my own work, although I started to hear other people complaining about the distracting sound recently. There were several theories, ranging from a miniature desk fan to a scandalous sex toy to a personal space heater, and my friend and I took trips past the desk just to get a whiff of some unusual scent or to get closer to the whooshing hum. After weeks of taking bets on what was hidden underneath her noisy desk, I snuck over one day and realized that it was nothing however a little humidifier. Apparently she has severe breathing problems and cannot kneel the level of air conditioner in the office. Instead of wanting to bother her office mates with a legitimate respiratory health concern, this exhausting lady has been desperately trying to alter her own indoor air quality from the prison of her desk. If this whole air quality debacle doesn’t say something about the inefficacy of office workers, I don’t know what will.