According to some, I have one! Perfectly-folded-fitted-sheets woman. Ultimately pretty meaningless, but satisfying nonetheless.

While the outcomes you mention are more or less unavoidable/will lead to similar events in other bases, I find this happens to me more often than I’d like to admit; in social encounters, after a certain amount of diplomacy or smooth talking skullduggery, my lizard brain goes “waaagh, talkety-talk-talk, Hulk smash!”.

And just like that, the bar for violence is doing limbo in hell.

Thanks for the links, looks like it’s time to utilize those last days of sunshine and apply the «hands off» method 😄

I think my most uttered phrase during couch co-op was «opps, sorry!» as I electrified/curse fired yet another surface by accident.