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Science has already
told us
that women feel more sensitive to cold temperatures, which is why going to movie theater can feel like stepping into a freezer. Working in an office all day can also be torturous if you forget to bring along a sweater. Over at The Washington Post, writer Petula Dvorak
theorizes
that intensely cold office temperatures are yet another example of the patriarchy dominating an environment. Dvorak researching this by talking to both women and men who are outside on their breaks away from their cubicles. Many of the women were “thawing out,” trying to soak up the warm weather. When the men were asked if the temperature inside their offices was too, they had no issues. How nice for them.
Dvorak observes that the women are dressed appropriately for summer weather, but once they step inside, have to resort to cardigans and pashminas to keep from freezing. In an office I worked at where the majority of the staff was women, blankets and scarves were draped over numerous chairs. Back in my old teen days of working at a retail store (Hot Topic), I’d constantly complain about the blasting AC. My manager (a man) would say that cold temperatures kept workers awake and more alert. He was wrong. Dvorak points out a study that revealed cold workers make more errors and are less productive:
Researchers had their hands on the controls at an insurance office for a month. And when they warmed the place from 68 to 77 degrees, typos went down by 44 percent and productivity went up by 150 percent.
Clearly, air conditioning should be turned down so efficiency can go up. And as Dvorak suggests, men should just wear lighter clothing in the workplace, like some nice linen and seersucker. Problem solved.
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Hi! Overweight dude here. I’m a big guy... 6’2”, 225 lbs...
I generate a lot of heat, is what I’m saying. Like, right now I’m literally laying on my bed, directly in the stream of cold air from the air conditioner that’s less than three feet away. And I’m still kinda warm.
So yeah, the AC being a little high in my office, maybe it might cause the women to have to wear sweaters. But you can put on layers and I sure as hell can’t take them off.
When I get cold, my fingers literally lock up at the joints, and unless I’m expected to wear gloves while working I’m pretty much boned if the temp in my workplace gets below 69. Sorry you generate a lot of body heat, but cold is LITERALLY PAINFUL for me!
/also selfish, also don’t give even a single fuck if you’re sweaty.
This is how I feel, too. I’m female, but I’ve always been ridiculously sensitive to heat (I’m also overweight, but the heat sensitivity long precedes that). Cold I can deal with pretty easily—put on more layers! Wrap up in a blanket!—but short of air conditioning, with heat you’re just stuck. Not to mention that while being cold can be very unpleasant, it never comes close to the “OMG I’m going to die” feeling that serious heat provokes. Being stuck in an office that’s 77 degrees all day sounds absolutely hellish.
Jesus. 77°F is 25°C. That is nuts. It’s one thing to be working in an office that doesn’t have air conditioning, so it occasionally gets that warm on summer days, but quite another to aim for it. I’m a girl, and that is TOO HOT. Are the rest of you secretly lizard people? You are. I
knew
it.
NO FUCKING KIDDING. I am extreeeeemely hot natured, and I keep the house at 76-77 only when I’m literally just sitting on my ass in shorts and a tee shirt. For sleeping (I need covers) or if I’m actually doing stuff around the house, work, cleaning, etc — 72-73. Getting ready to go out / need to look nice? 69-70, because otherwise I’ll get pink and my face will sweat a little just standing upright in the bathroom putting on makeup.
You and me both. I have intensely passive-aggressive contests with one of my beloved flatmates who likes the temperature to hover somewhere between the Arabian desert and the surface of the sun. I, being a normal, like it somewhere around 21°-22°C (aka 70°-72°F in American). So every time one of us passes the thermostat, we’ll indignantly slide it back to the temperature we prefer. This has gone on for eons, and we have
never said a word. We are British. We cannot possibly discuss it openly. The silent struggle for temperature supremacy is destined to continue for eternity. Whole universes will be created. Planets will form and cool. Entire civilisations of beings will rise and fall. And Alix and I will still be mutely, petulantly tutting about that fucking thermostat until doomsday. It is written.
Okay, this all made some form of sense until the temps were mentioned. 68 is a warm house to me. 7fucking7??? That's fucking hot! I guess I'm not as cold a person as I thought.
I’m the same way. I want it to be hot outside, because I love hot weather, but no warmer than 70 degrees inside. Otherwise I’m sweaty, cranky and miserable.
dude I’m just sensitive to any change. like I have about 5 degrees of comfort. 77 is too hot. 72 is too cold. my husband feels no change in temperature, straight up we were in mammoth and it was like 23 degrees and he was like “yeah it’s not too bad out” and then it hits like 95 the other day and he’s still like “we don’t really need the air on”. While I’m either freezing or sweating.
It’s 76 in my house right now. I’m stripped down to nothing (tmi?) and I don’t want to do anything because it's just too fucking hot. Lol. So I don't think my productivity is doing so well.
Jesus, is kinja getting WORSE? Starring has only worked intermittently for weeks, but now I can't star anything, and trying sends me to the top of the post. SO FRUSTRATING OMG.
Temperature is just one more thing that the patriarchy controls. This is not about conditioning the
air; it’s about conditioning the
oppressed classes
to accept the cheapest, most convenient, and easiest air that the ruling classes can provide. It is a result of capitalism: An effort to monetize the human condition and find the correct amount of coldness that humanity will tolerate, before they finally rise up against the frigid bourgeoisie. Women can more easily discern the ways that capitalism freezes them, because the patriarchs have
always
set their thermostats with feminine oppression in mind.
For every 100 degrees of Fahrenheit that men are afforded in the workplace, the average woman gets only 77 degrees. While efforts have been put in place to level the playing field for high-earning women, the vast majority of women (who fill minimum wage jobs) are forced to put up with lower and lower temperatures. Solving the temperature gap at the very hottest of temperatures has done very little to alleviate the much greater gap between the coldest and warmest of women. The unqualified recitation of these statistics has had a chilling effect not only on the
conversation, but also on the selling floor at Rue 21.
In “Intercourse”, Dworkin gave us the now-controversial statement “all temperature... is a violation”. It implies that not only is cold air an unnecessary intrusion into the feminine lifestyle, but hot air, warm air, and every air in between. The existence of temperature is a slight against
all women, who are presumed to possess no agency over the innate laws of the universe (such as temperature, friction, gravity, the electro-magnetic force and other male-dominated universal features). Perhaps the best solution for women is not resolving on the correct temperature—which can only be acquired as the result of a negotiation with the paternal forces that control heat and coolness—but by eliminating temperature altogether. By mobilizing against the oppressive systems that
caused
temperature to begin with—the intersectional effort to free all those oppressed by coldness from its icy grip.
My office is fucking freezing and it adds to my already intense misery at being there for eight+ hours a day. We’re also not allowed to have bare legs so I have to sweat wearing stockings as I walk in from the train. It’s like my office wants us to be at maximum misery.
Maybe, but after walking a few blocks in 100% humidity on a day when it gets up to 95 with a heat index of 105, you get sweaty. I’ve found that the stockings don’t dry super fast (like, back on the knees, etc) and I become EVEN COLDER because I now have freezing cold sweat that won’t dry stuck to my legs.
My office did a curious thing, I was comfortable all winter and then summer came, they turned the aircon on and now I’m wearing more layers than I was in December.
And then there are people like me whose ideal indoor temp is 65-68. Staying with friends is a torture situation for me because everyone seems to keep their homes in the 72-75 range and I feel like I’m suffocating. My office could not possibly get cold enough for me to complain about it.
I do not understand you people. I truly cannot fathom how so many commenters think these temperatures are high. We just got our energy report from the electricity company telling us we are like in the top 5% when it comes to conserving energy. Our house is as leaky as a sieve but we set it at 82-84 and apparently everyone else in the world is down in the 70s. I am freezing just thinking of it. Your ideal temperature is when I starting thinking about turning a space heater on in my room during winter.
To each her own, I guess. That was my point. Personally, I do not understand how someone could eat, sleep, or fuck in temperatures of 82-84 without pausing to occasionally throw up.
That’s me! I’m comfortable around 65 in the winter and drop to when I go to bed. I do raise the temperature if I know someone is coming over, because it’s not fair to keep them freezing. Summer kills me. I was keeping the house at 75 but then the humidity got out of control and I dropped it to 72 and I feel really guilty. But I can’t cope with it being too warm.
As someone who is constantly freezing inside, A THOUSAND TIMES YES. I would be way more productive if I didn't alternate typing with one hand while warming the other on my thigh. I also hate dressing appropriately for the day's weather, but having to carry a heavy sweater to be ok indoors.
It was 95 this week. I wore jeans, leather knee-high boots, a tank top, light merino wool sweater, and a scarf to the office. Half an hour in, when it was 102 with the heat index outside, I had to turn my space heater on because I was so cold my nose was running. And I wasn’t the only one.
That’s my mom. Going to the movies with her is like Scott going to the north pole. We’re in line with everybody wearing the minimum legally allowable clothing dripping sweat, moaning with delight at the thought of all that delicious AC, and she’s literally got an ankle length down coat and earmuffs with her. My poor mom, she’s such a delicate orchid of a person. Meanwhile I’m lumbering by her side like a musk ox wondering if I’d be allowed to bring an entire trough of Coke into the theater with me.
I’m in thickish work trousers and a button down shirt today, I was boiling on the bus and walk in. Now I’m in the office wearing a cashmere cardigan, I’ll be sweating the moment I step outside.
I had a high school friend who had an older brother who was the manager of the local movie theater. I was told by him that they deliberately lowered the air conditioning temperature settings to watch the effect it had on women. Of course this was in the late ‘80s/early ‘90s, but I doubt much has changed.
I mean, I know what you were getting at, but I doubt those guys did that for long, because really women would just cover up more rather than giving them a show.
It was also to “help out their buddies” who would bring in their dates, so that they’d cuddle more for warmth. And the staff liked to watch the instant reaction under the braless tank tops. *smh*