For some reason there are some everyday tasks that are oddly satisfying. Whenever I buy a new board game, I look forward to punching the tokens.
What mundane things are oddly satisfying for you?
There’s a ritual whenever I open up a new board game for the first time. It’s not a deliberate thing, more a habit that I’ve fallen into. I’ll open up the box, look at the tokens on their cardboard sprues and then try to tackle the rulebook. I’ll immediately go cross-eyed and get started punching the tokens from their sprues so that I can some context to work with when trying to learn the game.
Depending on the game, punching the tokens can take anything from seconds to an hour. I could speed up the process by punching multiple tokens at once but where’s the fun in that? No, each token will be freed from its cardboard prison individually.
It doesn’t make sense and I don’t care.
So how about you? What mundane tasks do you find oddly satisfying?
Update: Almost forgot the tweet that inspired this, how silly of me.
Is there a word for the almost immeasurably tiny feeling of satisfaction you get from putting in a USB the right way up the first time?
— Neil Gaiman (@neilhimself) December 9, 2017
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