"Research for a new article," I responded.
"Aren't you bothered by the noise?" the colleague asked. "I just came in for a second to get some papers and I already have a major headache."
"What noise?" I asked.
It turns out that somebody was drilling the wall on the other side of our offices this entire time.
Thank God for autism that allows me to concentrate on what I'm doing so deeply that even the sound of an electric drill (is that the name of the tool?) can't break my concentration.
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