Wednesday morning, quiet at the
office
. The junior employees had yet to arrive. Usually they'd have one of their playlists blaring through the
Sonos
by now. There would be chatter here and there. The occasional outburst of emotion used in response to something another person said. Contemporary small talk.
This morning there was none of that. The company had treated them to a team dinner the night before. With that came an offer to complimentary drinks. The junior employees were surprised. Maybe ordered a little too much. Now they were paying for it. Not with money but with a
hangover
. Christian, the boss, was probably regretting offering an open bar to a group of young employees without family or children. This is what Walter thought while rocking side to side in the
Steelcase
chair.
But then again, Walter considered, Christian was a sucker for watching his young team members enjoy themselves. He wouldn't mind that half the office would be tardy this morning.
Walter could hear the sound of his
Macbook Pro
trackpad as he navigated from tab to tab. Not only the sound, he enjoyed the tactile feel of the trackpad. He found himself "clicking" from one screen to another aimlessly. Just to listen to the sound. Soon the music would fill the office. Keyboards would be pounding. His little trackpad would become unnoticeable.
"Good morning, Walter."
Researchers found that
voice
s that were rated as attractive more often belonged to people who were rated attractive when subjects were rated independently. In short: attractive people tended to have attractive voices.
The voice that just fared good morning was such that he didn't need to turn around to know it came from an attractive person.
"Looks like half the office is out."
"Ellen. We missed you last night."
"Next time maybe?"
"Right. I think it'll just be you and I representing ourside in today's 9AM."
