It’s been unseasonably cold in Los Angeles and it’s making people grumpy.

OK. It’s making me grumpy.

I will not hesitate to admit that my blood has run thin in the

Mediterranean climate if Southern California. When I was a kid, the high only had to be 60 for it to be considered shorts weather. These days I pack a jacket for the short walk to my car after work when the thermometer falls to those magic digits.

I am not proud.

But, I am defiant. Not about the cold air, which I find refreshing when properly layered.

No, I’m pissed about the gaping hole some genius decides to put in the side of our building at work in the middle of February. You know, the only month in LA that actually has any weather.

For the better part of three years, construction crews have been hard at work obliterating the view of the hills we used to have from our offices by raising a large, red building that looks eerily like the ark they told me about in bible study.

Don’t believe me? Then check this out. We’re three buildings away from the full rainbow.

In order to make up for no longer having the view that so many tenants paid for when moving into the building, the property has decided to reward us with a connecting pathway from our building to the new one.

Of course, the new building isn’t actually finished yet, but that didn’t stop somebody from slugging a giant hole two stories high at the north end of our lobby.

Urban planning at it’s best.

Now, anytime one needs to pass through the lobby, or go to the restrooms, which are conveniently located next to the hole, the first thing you’ll experience is a 30 degree drop in climate.

I know it’s a pretty stupid thing to complain about, but you have to sort of laugh at business professionals putting on stocking caps and gloves to go to the bathroom.

What I’m really looking forward to is next month when the winds change and those thousand-degree Santa Ana winds start whipping through the lobby, while we politely remind clients not to wear any loose wigs or billowy dresses.