The dust is all over

Recently, I graduated from college with a bachelor’s in Finance. That is just a extravagant way of saying I have knack to handle most people else’s numbers however mine own… Finding a enjoyable paying job in my field was difficult… No one entirely wants to take a risk on someone so young as well as inexperienced. Even though I had the degree, most most people wants someone with the experience as well as the degree. I finally decided I needed to find an entry level job with the opportunity to work my way up, however so I found that. Now I am working in an office building. The site is cold. The cool air frosts the windows, as it keeps out the summertime heat. The air conditioner is consistently a muted roar as it runs all morning. All of us employees freeze. I wear cardigans to work, in July. If I decided to wear a skirt that morning, close toed shoes are a must. I drink water, when ordinarily I would run far away from anything hot, then my body shakes from the chill. There is a vent right over my desk; I can know frigidaire down my neck most of the morning. It is a typical office in that regard. Everywhere I look, there are either sweaters on the back of chairs, or even blankets. Indeed, one employee has a few afghans. The other building at the campus I work at is even colder. I had my training in there as well as I froze all morning long. But I am grateful that there was even air conditioner to begin with. Life would be terrible without it.

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