this is what the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy has to say about the subject of...

refridgerators:

the fridge sound syndrom, also known as god.wav describes the intelligent interaction between
highly selfconscious temperaturedependent triggermodules (i.e. egothermostates) and
hinduistic brahman-atman-style vibration sound fields. latest scientistic attitudes
tell the story like this:

a man, lying in his bed, is desperately trying to get some sleep. not that his
wife had left him or what. he's neither forgotten to flush before he lay
down. his bed in a house in nebraska, his neighborhood is nothing but
far, far away.

it's just this feeling, you know, which says, hey, this night is gonna
be a long one...

attempting to catch the clue, his brain orbits around the
logout-routine, slowly aproaching it.

he's just on the edge of melting into the universe, connecting the
nirvana-server, downloading the screensaver, sharing thoughts with his
towel, when one last deep breath, evaporating day.temp data, causes a 6 ft away
standing machine to make a unrecognizable, but though effectful move to the
left. making this move to the left just the billionst part of a second later, the
in-built thermostate immediately begins to roam the awful story of fowl eggs and fluid
margarine, getting so much into detail, that the fridging module
remembers about his job faster than a soap lost in bath.
the effect of extracting the number 42 out of a three days' printer job parenthesis
is more than necessary experienced by the almost but not quite dreaming adventurer
receiving the concrete audio signal from exactly the wrong side of consciosness, i.e. reality.

bus&bahn im ruhrgebiet:

fahrn die ganze nacht durch.