I was using the company’s paper cutter today which sounds a bit like a mini guillotine when the blade comes down. It always made me angry when it wouldn’t cut properly, and then this year I finally got the hang of it. So today I was using it while a faculty member was sitting nearby enjoying his lunch.
It had been a frustrating day so far, so I was really cutting that paper like a fiend. It was loud and the thought that the sound was disturbing my coworker…just the idea of it…made me smile from the inside out. Eventually I did tell him that I was almost done, and he shrugged and said, “Doesn’t bother me! In fact, it sounds therapeutic!” Hehe. It was.