This is privileged tantrum-having.
My tantrums were never property destructive. I grew up poor and I would have been murdered for that. I rage plenty, but never outwardly toward objects.
My tantrums, instead, were and have continued to be personally destructive. I make people hate me, I ruin all the things that matter.
I genuinely wish this had played out more like Robo-g (Japanese comedy movie).
Same basic situation, but one showed a lot more creativity. ;)
Brown is how you get red leaf plants. Brown is just red and green mixed after all, so you take out the green for other stuff the plant needs and are left with red.
It’s all totally on the up and up.
I considered buying one of these several years ago, but I measured everything out and… I don’t have the clearance for it. Woe is me.
Maybe my next kitchen.
Weirdly, this post made me realize that not a single one of my siblings or cousins has reproduced, and that’s 7 on one side and 12 or so on the other, plus 3 for myself and siblings. And we are mostly mid 30s to early 50s.