Dialogue with Self

[mslulu]

Me: Brr. I'm freezing.
Self: Why don't you put on your sweatshirt.
Me: Good idea.

10 minutes later.
Me: Egads! I'm hot and woozy. It's like an oven in here. Why the hell am I wearing this sweatshirt?
Self: Beats me. Take it off.

10 minutes later.
Me: Brrr. I'm freezing.
Self: I give up. This is ridiculous. I'll see you when you get home.


NOTE TO SELF: Find a new job, preferably one with functional temperature controls in the office.