This is my own little version of paradise

Recently, I graduated from university with a bachelor’s in Finance. That is just a extravagant way of saying I have knack to handle all the people else’s numbers however mine own; Finding a great paying job in our field was difficult, however no one absolutely wants to take a risk on someone so young and inexperienced. Even though I had the degree, most all the people wants someone with the experience and the degree. I finally decided I needed to find an entry level job with the opportunity to job our way up; So I found that. Now I am honestly working in an office building. The locale is cold. The cool air frosts the windows, as it keeps out the summer season heat. The air conditioning is always a softened roar as it runs all day. Every one of us employees freeze. I wear cardigans to work, in September. If I decided to wear a skirt that day, close toed shoes are a must. I drink warm tea, when ordinarily I would run far away from anything hot, then my body shakes from the chill. There is a vent right over our desk; I can suppose cold air down our neck most of the day. It is a standard office in that regard. Everywhere I look, there are either jackets on the back of chairs, or even blankets. Indeed, one employee has a few afghans. The other building at the campus I job at is even colder. I had our training in there and I froze all day long. But I am grateful that there was even air conditioning to begin with. Life would be bad without it.

HVAC system