Saint of the Inexplicably Cold Office Conference Room

Solemn canonization of the patron saint of all who have crossed the threshold into the conference room, felt the ancient fluorescent chill descend, consulted the thermostat reading 72°F, and reached for the cardigan kept in their desk since March.

Each weekday at end-of-workday, a modern hagiographer canonizes one daily small American suffering — Saint of the Hold Music, Saint of the One AirPod, Saint of the Printer That Needs Cyan to Print Black.