Venting Needed.

I try. Seriously, I try. I try to rise above, to not let the bastards grind me down, but sometimes I just can't take another minute. For one year, two months, and nine days I have worked here. For one year, two months, and nine days, less weekends and days off, I have had thermostat wars with my coworker. I have tried to have civilized, respectful, healthy-communication, adult conversations. I have tried to find every way possible to come to a solution that keeps her from freezing and me from roasting. (Tough to do since she's menopausal and has low iron.) We have had the HVAC guys out here at least a half-dozen times. FOR A YEAR. My boss even bought and had installed a digital thermostat to try to help the situation. (He's not so much a direct kind of communicator.) At least that kept her from shooting the temperature up to 85 when she felt a twinge of cool. Now she just bumps it up to 77. And I am roasting! I have brought in my own personal fan. I had my duct opened as far as possible so I get more air conditioning than her. I have tried to have conversations with her and it is impossible, as it is "not a good time right now" to talk about it (as she goes back to surfing the net). I thought it was all going to be ok when we had the HVAC guys move her vent last week so that it didn't blow cool air directly on her. I thought that would solve it. But today she subversively changed it from 75 to 77 TWICE. LIKE I WOULDN'T NOTICE. I tried to have a calm, respectful conversation about it so we could come to an agreement, but "now is not a good time, so just put it at whatever you want and I'll just sit here and freeze." Fine. So I put it at 75. And just now I was feeling toasty and went to check, and it's at 76.

AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

What else can I do?????? This is ridiculous!

And the most annoying thing is that she's cold because she sits motionless and surfs the net all day. Seriously, 6 of her 8 hours here she's shopping online or looking for single men in southwest Florida. I, on the other hand, am filing, shuffling papers, moving around, working hard enough to raise my body temperature a tad. Yet I should just be ok with whatever temperature she wants. This feels like an infantile argument! My gosh!