London - Changing the air-conditioning is just one dream for women workers - there are plenty of other improvements they would love to make to their workplaces.
Imagines offices designed by women:
* With immediate effect, a ban on men walking through the office, newspaper under one arm, whistling with merry anticipation, as they head to the loo.
* Proper cloakrooms, please, where outdoor clothes and shoes can be deposited neatly - instead of strewn around the office, making the place look like an apocalyptic car-boot sale. To be furnished with full-length mirrors, hair straighteners and curling tongs. And perfume bar.
* The removal of all football tables, break-out zones, dart boards, themed conference rooms, footy pin-ups and executive boy toys. We are here to work, not to be infantilised. Also, any practical jokes to result in instant dismissal.
* The introduction of a champagne wagon at 4pm every day. Staff would be served deskside with a single, chilled glass of excellent fizz before continuing with work. The noisy rattle of ice buckets would serve as a useful alarm clock for employees who had nodded off after lunch.
* No more huddles of smokers around building entrances, making workers negotiate a daily nicotine fug. Plus, death to anyone who doesn’t wash out their coffee mug.
* A moratorium on men gathering to watch sports on office television sets and making oooffff! noises every time a footballer scores a goal. It’s boring and distracting.
* Better lighting, please. We would like it to be softer and more flattering. Perhaps some desk lamps with rose-coloured shades? Also dimmer switches are a must.
* At 7pm, evening-shift staff would be encouraged to light gorgeous fig-scented candles and lay out some nice snacks. More champagne, as and when required.
* Comfort bra breaks. A discreet, chill-out spa area where women could divest themselves of the tyranny of bras and high-heeled shoes for an hour or so. Freshly laundered onesies supplied. Plus the opportunity to book Daniel Craig for shoulder massages. Either by him or for him, who cares?
Daily Mail