Am I the only one who wastes their precious few minutes of peace on pure garbage? Like, my half-hour lunch, usually I just stare at the wall, right? But today, no, today I decided to spend the whole fucking break watching compilations of road rage incidents on YouTube. Drivers screaming, punching windows, the whole nine yards. And I went back to my route feeling… flat. Not even pissed off, just a low hum of shame that I couldn't even manage a proper rest. My old man would've kicked my ass for that kind of indiscipline. Anyone else just… flush their limited free time down the drain?