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I went and talked to my manager about the awful cold, and it's probably not the most professional I've been, blaming him for not fixing it from last year when I've been saying 'it's fine', but SERIOUSLY IT WAS REALLY BAD AND HE KNEW IT AND SOMETIMES PEOPLE JUST SAY THEY'RE FINE. But anyway. He was very nice about it, and we agreed together that we'd been too reliant on the big heater, and he said I could just sit in the office if it was too cold. The office is right next to reception, and one wall is just a big window out onto where the door is and the car park, so I could watch people coming and going, and get onto my email account, and anyone looking for me from the business come could look in the office, so it was pretty alright. The first day I sat in there though, I discovered that two of the three post room people - it's a small, shared room - get so warm they like to have the air conditioning on (at 21 degrees) even during a cold snap. I asked them if I could turn it off, and they first both tried to tell me my cold would be worse without air conditioning, "I wouldn't be able to breathe", then one of them just switched it on again later without telling me. I thought it had come on automatically and switched it off, and she switched it back on when I was out of the room. If she had literally told me I would have put on my coat - which I had to do after that - but no, a song and dance. And then I found out the other post room guy had had a 'quiet word' with my manager about me and my ridiculous air conditioning demands the next day, before I came into work. Also, they spoilered me for Coronation Street. And for a really unpleasant storyline on Coronation Street. Fuck them.

I'm back out on reception now, because it's warmer and my cold's mostly gone, but it doesn't look like the big heater will be fixed anytime soon, because the parts they need are really hard to get hold of. So I'm still on the points of going back into the office at any time, if it gets too cold. My manager assures me there's no point just getting the parts for next winter, because "we'll have another solution by then". We'll see.

There's a cleaner at work I talk to, who's quite nice. I think he fancies me, although there's no way to be sure, but he's nice enough and we joke around. But he always laughs at me whenever I talk about video games and liking video games. On Friday he saw me reading a games magazine, and I told him he always laughs at me, but games do make me happy, and he told me I was just 'pretending to be happy'. And I don't know how to tell him how awfully, horrifically rude I think that is without sounding like I'm either being really defensive about video games, which I'm only 'pretending to like', or like I'm just shouting at him. Other things he has laughed at me about include me telling him I still have depression, even though I'm doing okay at the moment, and when I told him I don't talk to my sister he told me I should 'forgive family' and be nice to her. He's really nice, for the most part. But for fuck's sake.

I keep seeing and hearing things where people basically blame women for things, like for being sexually assaulted and not earning as much as men ("maybe all those women just weren't as good as the men"), and it's on the news, and I get furious about it, and then just feel stupid for playing the news' game, obviously they just want to stir that stuff up at the moment, obviously they just want people to be angry, I hate it and them, and also the people who say those stupid fucking things.

Our dog has started weeing and pooing on the floor in the night, even though my parents take him out before bed - he weed last night, and my mum said she let him out and literally saw him weeing in the garden. So now we don't really know what to do with him. He doesn't bark or let us know in any way. He just wees and poos, and my parents have to clean it up.

I have found many figurines I want on the internet just today, and if I drown in them don't blame me, remember me.

Orz, sorry you had to deal with those jerks even after your manager gave you the okay to work in the office. :/ Hope that your cold goes away 100% and that they truly will find some heater solution!

...Yeah, that situation with the cleaner sounds tricky. On the one hand, he is nice...but, on the other hand he says things that are upsetting too. That must make talking to him really awkward sometimes. :( I have to try so hard to ignore the news sometimes, because otherwise it just goes into that news game spiral. :/

~I'm sorry to hear about your dog! Does he drink a lot of water/eat a lot of food, or has he had a past history of bladder infections and the like?

~Ahh, figures. I really have to just avoid purchasing them, or I'd have a whole horde! O_O;

The post room people are just odd, more than anything. But I expected them to just be odd and not completely unsympathetic. It was weird, but at least I don't have to deal with them all the time. I think we're hoping the solution to the heater is that 'things get warmer', but I know now I can always duck into the office if it gets too cold. The problem was that the big heater didn't just provide heat, it was also really good at blocking the side where cold air blows on you from the lifts - and being on wheels, it was also easy to move out of the way when you needed to. My manager's looking into something that blocks that side, but we'll see.

Yeah, he's really lovely - we have a slight problem communicating anyway because he has a really strong accent, and English isn't his first language, so I don't always get what he's saying the first time, but mostly we have a nice time. But he really believes in going to the gym and going out dancing, and doesn't really get that some people might be happy with different things. I suppose to be fair to him, he doesn't seem to get the whole 'coping with depression' thing and how that might make people act differently. But it's still weird, we've had multiple conversations and he still just laughs at me, and it is getting to be upsetting. After our last conversation, I told him he was going to have to stop calling me a liar. So we'll see if that works.

The dog actually isn't ours, he's my sister's, but we took him on when she couldn't take care of him anymore. We had him for about six months now, and he's mostly been fine, but then - without any of his routine really changing or anything - he does stuff like this. Mum and dad keep trying to do things differently to try to stop it happening, but out of nowhere it still does. We're not really sure what to do at the moment, and aren't sure if it's not just bad habits he picked up at my sister's. Or what.

I might get the whole horde. Watch this space.

But he really believes in going to the gym and going out dancing, and doesn't really get that some people might be happy with different things.

Oof, that sounds very frustrating.

It's almost more frustrating because he is so nice most of the time, and he's never nasty about it - he just laughs at me. And I don't know what to say about it without suddenly turning it into an argument, or sounding really defensive. But he is just a guy about things. He once had some keys to give back to me, and he made like he was going to throw them to me from across the room, and I held my hands out like 'go on', because I'm actually a pretty good catch. And he just laughed and gave me this look, like 'really?'. Because obviously I wouldn't be able to catch them. And he can fuck off.