This one is based on a piece by Martin Horspool.
The Inner Life of a Metronome Addict
Few things drove Rusty crazier than drum circles. The humans called it "feel," and claimed it was integral to the very best drumming, but the way so many of them lagged behind the beat by up to 0.01 seconds—the ones going for syncopation were invariably the worst offenders—nearly fried his circuits every time. Another otherwise pleasant day at the museum, where Rusty could normally glory in the sights of long-dead humans, ruined.