There is now something else I can add to my list of things that turn me into a ruthless maniac. The list is small, really. Laser tag is a longstanding one. I have famously said “there’s no family in laser tag” while mercilessly zapping small children and hulking guys alike. But recently, I discovered something that brings out another side of me, a scary, maybe crazy side.
Honestly, most of the time, I’m very easy going. I have opinions, sure, but I don’t often share them. I let people cut in front of me in most traffic merges because I’ve so often been on that side of the shoulder.