Yesterday, sitting in my cube in the middle of the vast cube farm, I heard a clicking sound. Click Click Click Click Click Click. Only one thing, in my experience, creates such a sound: nail clippers. My brain attempts to reconcile the sound with the fact that I'm in the office. It can't be.. who would do such a thing? I narrow the direction down and decide to investigate. As I cruise by the cube where the offensive sound is coming from, I glance in. There I see a grown man with a pair of nail clippers and a pile of nail clippings on his desk. I suppose I could be grateful he wasn't cutting his toe nails, but it seems like a hollow victory.
