There is a device on the market called the Mosquito. It is designed to emit a high pitched frequency that only kids can hear. Apparently it’s based on the fact that adults lose their high pitched hearing registry after the age of 20 or so. Some shop owners use it to keep kids out of their stores because the squeal is highly annoying.

I can hear the high pitched squeal of the “Mosquito”. I was listening to the radio the other day and they were demonstrating the high pitched sound. It jabs like nails into my eardrums. I can’t even describe the pain and throbbing that the fucking thing sends into my brain. Those pesky scientists forgot to tell my ears to age normally or something. Or I don’t deafen myself like the average human. Who know, either way, it is incredibly unpleasant. And by unpleasant I mean excruciatingly annoying, painful and overall

The Cubicle ninjas have placed a similar device somewhere in my office. I know it.

I hear this high pitched humming coming from one of the cubicles around mine. I don’t know which one though. The high frequency buzzing is psychological warfare placed upon me by those damn cubicle ninjas. The others around me can’t hear it, but I know it’s there. It grates on my eardrums, slowly driving me into a psychosis. I think one of the cubicle ninjas sabotaged a laptop in one of the cubicles near mine; causing the irritating mosquito like buzzing to wail over the thin, grey walls.

This psychological warfare is soon going to get the best of me. So, for today, I retreat. I wish I could retreat to a place further than the confines of my headphones, but alas, it is impossible. So, I must show my resolve and combat this strong attack to do battle with the cubicle ninjas another day.

Posted by Utopia at June 27, 2006 11:27 AM

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