Okay, not really. I sit in a corner cubicle in the very back of the office and I share a wall with the men's restroom in the lobby of our building. Every time someone flushes I joke about my fancy water feature. Truth is, most days my brain just tunes it out and I don't even hear it.
Today, however, there seems to be a plumbing problem going on in there and I have loud, water-gushing white noise coming through the wall. Constantly. It took a stealthy reconnaissance mission to figure out what the noise was and where it was coming from. (No, I didn't actually go in the men's room. Which is good, because Big Boss was coming out as I went in the women's room.)
I have been told that a plumber's been called. Hopefully my wrench-wielding savior and his low ridin' pants will show up before the noise drives me completely insane.
In the meantime, maybe I'll go visit someone with a window.