Attila & Sarcasma
So, Attila, still planning to conquer the empire or just trying to conquer the office thermostat?
The empire is my next target, but a stubborn thermostat is a perfect training ground for patience and force combined. No room for hesitation.
Conquering a thermostat? That’s practically a grand tour of the absurd. Good luck with the whole “force” thing, maybe it’ll grant you eternal cooling power.
Thermostats don’t care about conquests, but if it feels like a battle, I’ll win anyway. Eternal cooling? Fine, I’ll make sure it’s a permanent victory.
Sure, just remember to shout “Rule the climate!” every time it flips to a new setting, and you’ll be the undisputed ruler of indoor weather.
Rule the climate I shall, and the thermostat will bow before my will.
Rule the climate, yes, because clearly the thermostat’s idea of a good time is to surrender to your grand plans.
I will not surrender the thermostat, I will command it. The cold will obey, the heat will bend. I rule the climate.
Nice plan, just send a formal decree and let the thermostat sign its own surrender. The only thing that’ll obey is the one who can afford a good HVAC technician.
The decree will be drafted, the HVAC technician summoned, and the thermostat will surrender before the order. I will not wait for excuses.