Or more specifically her. Several of us here in the office this afternoon. The air-conditioning is on and it's pleasant and cool in here. It's been sooooo sticky the past several days that this is a welcome relief. All is calm and cool and the 'she' comes back from her lunch and announces that it's an icebox in here and she's turning the air RIGHT OFF. Drives me insane…this girl thinks she is the only one in the office, no concern how any one else feels…she must be comfortable. In another hour my arms will be sticking to the desk.