Gremlins

There are monstrous little pranksters in my office. Though the building is toasty, my particular space has been freezing cold. It happens to be close to the side door where the smokers enter and exit, so I was blaming the coldness on that. I borrowed a space heater from an uber-prepared coworker and got my office all cozy. Then I realized that someone had closed my vent. I know it wasn't me because until about an hour ago, I was unaware that I HAVE a vent. Seriously. I've been in this same office for several years and it was never this cold, so I know a gremlin fiddled with my heretofore unknown vent. But that's not all. I unplugged the borrowed space heater and took it back to its rightful owner. When I came back in my office, my clock radio was all dark and quiet. Turns out the outlet that was functional five minutes ago is now non-functional. Gremlins. It has to be. I remain electricity-less on my west wall. I hesitate to plug anything more into my east wall because I already have a power strip on there with my computer, printer, monitor, lamp, and Christmas lights. The radio would be a temptation to fate. Perhaps you can come and serenade me so that I don't have to be without music. Also, every ten minutes or so, tell me what time it is.

UPDATE: My most awesome friend, Bruce, showed me where the breaker box is. There's a closet inside the men's restroom with the controls to practically the whole building! Now I have the power! Electricity has been restored to my west wall. Just think, if I had male parts, I would have known this all along.