Staple, count, lift, staple, count, lift, staple...

SO today at work (Friday's are slow) I had to staple this GIANT pile of FAQ sheets we made for idiots, so they don't call and ask us stupid frequently asked questions. Anyways, it was freaky, cause I was totally having flashbacks from stapling church announcements for confirmation hours....have any of you done that? Doesn't it just steal your soul from you, somehow when your in that little room with that lady whose name I can't remember right now, stapling from 4:00 to eternity?