The woman who sits in the cube right outside my 'office' door is always cold. For a while, she tried using a desk lamp aimed at her head for heat. Then she got smart and bought a space heater, a 1500W space heater. She plugged it in, turned it on and blew the circuit breaker for her section of the building. Now there's a chorus of angry battery-backups chirping away. Luckily, I'm on a different circuit.

Chirp Chirp Chirp. Angry electric crickets.