I sat in Ernie Davis dining hall during lunch today and listened to the “soundscape” that was created by all the noises around me.
I was surprised by how many clattering and unsettling loud noises I heard. I heard a lot of plates and cups being stacked and picked up. About every 30 seconds I would hear the clanking of someone trying to pull a cup off from the stacks. I heard workers shoving silverware into their holders. At one point I heard a cup fall to the ground. It made a loud rattling sound as the plastic cup danced across the floor. I was sitting at a table by the windows, but I could faintly here the scraping of metal serving spoons and some one shaking a cup with ice. These sounds were jarring and represent the busy movement of cups, plates, food, and people. Together these intermittent sounds created an atmosphere of chaos and rushed activity.
At one point I heard a loud industrial thud of something happening back in the kitchen. I had no idea what it was and it was unnerving. The people sitting around me made a lot of noise too. I could hear multiple conversations, friends laughing, and people saying “hi” as they greeted each other. The conversations stopped and started in random patterns, but I tend to hear them as one jumbled sound that surrounds me. The large TVs hanging from the ceiling also added to the chattering. It is loud but not irritating. The sound of screeching chairs, however, was very irritating. I discerned about five distinct variations that chairs make when they are being pulled, pushed, and dragged. Sometimes the noise last a good five seconds and other times it was just bumped and made a quick hiccup. The chairs groaned obnoxiously as college kids dragged them around to other tables.
The people in the dining hall made many different noises as they adjusted their stuff, took off their coats, and set their trays down. I heard a soft tap as one guy set down his iPod. I could hear forks moving around on plates and if the person was loud I could even hear them chewing or sipping their drink. I heard the clicking of thumbs quickly texting. I also heard keys moving, shuffling feet, sniffling noses, coughs, and the crumbling of fortune cookie wrappers. These sounds were usually quick and distinct, which made them easily noticeable, but there were also some softer sounds that were harder to identify. For instance, the constant hum of the ice cream machine is barely detectable. The cars outside zoomed by but the sound was muted by the strength of the glass window. The ice cream machine sounds a bit mechanical but nevertheless it is a relaxing sound. The cars are also calming. As a whole though, Ernie Davis is a hub of activity. It has an incredibly dynamic “soundscape.”