Can't win

I have offices at two different institutions. Sweet deal, right? So when I got an email yesterday warning that the heat would be out in my building, I had a refuge. Except that when I got into the other office, they were painting the corridor. So my choices are: lose brain cells to paint fumes, or lose fingers to frostbite.*

Also, I just got a rejection letter for a job I applied for last year. I'd already written them off! It's like tearing open the wound all over again!! And this is the second place that's done this to me in the last month!!!

*Actually, now that I'm here, the level of cold isn't really that bad. Also, I'm not actually upset. Just cheerfully aware that the world is out to get me. That could just be the paint fumes, though.