I remember the last time I blew my top over something truly insignificant as if the steam is still rising. It was a time when I was a bit more sensitive about nicknames … a whole bunch of bits. When this 250 lb co-worker decided it was time to tease me I’m sure he didn’t expect this 150 lb bull ram into him. I basically lifted him and through him against the wall as if he was lighter then a feather and when it was all over felt the green blood drain out of me. Today I believe I’ve kept this monster inside but who knows what trigger will set me off with new strength in the form of anger.