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It's been building. Lots of things going on, so much stress building up. Lots of tragedy lately. After getting the 12th call in three hours from this crazy old man I told him off. I'll have to apologize later but man it was epic. Like full on Ari Gold rage. He deserved it. Every [expletive] word of it. Still I shouldn't have.

Then I went out to my shop and smashed something with a torque wrench. I've never done that before but there was so much rage. I know it's not healthy, but it was so right.

However for the first time in two days I don't feel like I'm about to have a heart attack. I don't want to smash something. In fact I think I spent about an hour just drooling staring at nothing. I feel. free all the sudden.

I had temper issues when I was younger and I didn't like myself very much. When I was probably around 12, I started saving empty cardboard boxes in my basement and when I was particularly upset I would go downstairs and beat the [expletive] out of some of them with a cork ball bat. It was quite therapeutic. I know how you feel.

I love breaking electronics when I lose it. Smashing keyboards is fantastic, the keys fly everywhere.
It's been years now - perhaps I'm happier now?

I miss college. The university tech surplus sold crappy keyboards for 2 bucks. I went through maybe 20. Yay for computer games.

Just don't use the torque wrench on the old man.

lukethedrifter wrote:Just don't use the torque wrench on the old man.

Yes, that would be a PC lynching, from what I've recently been told.