Sitting at work.
Trying to block out the sound from everything and all others around the office landscape.
Clenching my jaws just to make sure I do not scream like a mad person when the next stupid-acting colleague who just happens to casually come by (and ask stupid things), just call (because too lazy to think prior to calling), or decides to send an email (without first reading up on the mail long, but important thread).
Then this mail comes in to my inbox, I smile and all of a sudden everything is OK again. I'm that easy to satisfy.
Two cannibals are eating a clown. After a while one cannibal asks the other: ”Does this taste funny to you?”