it’s one of those, daydream about scraping up your savings to go buy all sorts of weapons then you steal your favorite car and drive straight to a customer service center and you go up floor by floor clearing that shit up until you reach that mother fucker that just ruined your life and point a gun to his head and say something gangsta right before you squeeze the trigger like “you could have saved all these people” or some cold shit right before you point the gun to your own head as the choppers shine the spotlights on you through the window and…, yeah one of those days.