Yes. I'm so repulsed that I have to work next to it most days now. It really is distracting to overhear its constant struggle just to exist... But heaven forbid I tell it so. I have already suggested it go to a doctor for all of the stress it apparently has (from, you know, working an eight hour desk job with very moderate workload and responsibilities). But that got a smug "too much work to do teehee."