My moods were getting worse and my voice was getting louder. I had not been this angry in a very long time. I didn’t even know what I was angry about, all I knew was that I needed to be alone. I was about to lose my temper, again, and I didn’t want anyone in the office seeing it. I didn’t know why I had chosen to stay at work when the heating system was broken. The manager said he had a team from Heating Services Canberra scheduled in for an appointment but it wasn’t until tomorrow morning. That meant that today we had to sit in the office, freezing cold, and try to be in some way productive. It seemed impossible to me. I felt like my insides were freezing over and if I didn’t find some conductor of warmth very soon, I may not leave my office – ever. That was a scarey thought. I’d never been afraid of dying before, but dying at work – that was a completely different story. Personally, I couldn’t think of anything worse.
I saw Rosie, one of the ladies from the legal department skipping down the hallway singing a song she’d made up along the way. It went something like this “See you later fellow colleagues, I bid you all good day, for I’m getting the heck out of here until the men from Ducted Heating Canberra take the cold away”. Then she disappeared around the corner and I didn’t see her for the rest of the day. I wanted to be more like Rosie. I wanted to leave and refuse to return until the repairs had been carried out by the guys at Ducted Gas Heating Repairs Canberra.