This is soul crushing.
Except I am the one doing it to myself while being alone. TV having some 8 hour YouTube video essays playing I don’t really pay attention to, but still somewhat audible. My SteamDeck with Mass Effect, loud enough to understand the dialogue. And my phone playing the Hunger Games audiobook the loudest, because it clearly is the most important thing. This…heals my soul.
I seem to have trained my immunity to various noises by listening to industrial and assorted avantgarde music for twenty years. Now MRI noise doesn’t irritate me, construction outside sometimes sounds like some tunes I’d listen to, and I have once thought that the muffler in the car fell off until I paused the audio. The latter became one of my favorite albums since then.
i used to work long hours in a lab full of geiger counters all making various different pitch and tone beeps and chirps at various intervals. didn’t love it, but it was fine
but if there is ONE screaming/crying baby/child near me, that’s it, I’m donezo, fetal position time, i have no say in the matter :[
I believe, Geiger counters are not supposed to make regular noises…?
Depends how they’re designed. Some only sound an audible alert once a set exposure rate or total exposure is reached (this is how the clicking in Fallout works IIRC)
The ones we worked with were set to make a chirp for every nuclear decay they detected, as audible feedback that they were powered on and functioning. (Cosmic background radiation produces a few chirps a minute even with no radioactive material present).
Ah, that makes sense. Thanks! 🙂
Not me fighting for my life to hear someone talking to me while my walkie talkie is going full blast on its two volume settings: “too loud” and “still too loud”
The worst is when two or more sounds are beeping of any sort
Fucking smoke alarms
In slightly different intervals.
That shit gets me doubled over clutching my ears
My day at work: Contractors hammering upstairs, smoke alarm in the kitchen, metro screeching, mate having a cough fit, a phone vibrating on the microwave.
Life’s a fucking party sometimes.





