I'm about to lose my mind. It may already be gone because I'm now blogging about this.
There's a nice, older gentleman who works in my office as a "consultant" and nobody really knows what he does, but he's been since the Harding was in office so they just keep paying him hoping this will be the year he retires or dies. I don't mind that peeing next to him requires you not to laugh as he grunts his prostate out of the way and explains to you what's wrong with his aged private part. I don't even really care that his cell phone rings constantly and scares him half to death every time like he's never heard a phone ring before. What I do mind is that he does something over and over on his computer that makes it respond with the Windows error bell.
Every few minutes he'll get the urge to try and use his computer and thats when the constant dinging starts. You can hear him tap a key and it's followed by "ding." He does it over and over again hoping that he tricks the computer into letting him do whatever he's not allowed to do. This goes on for minutes - which are like hours, but shorter.
We've kindly told him that the ding sound is computer language for "stop it." But you can't tell old people anything - he just keeps mashing that same button with this bony old finger hoping for a different outcome.
And we've told him to turn the volume off, but he watches committee hearings and stuff on his computer so he needs to have it on. And headphones don't work - he has hearing aides. We're screwed - period.
So there... I don't feel better, but now you can feel my pain.