OK, so this might be a mild example, compared to reaching for a can of gasoline and a lighter when someone or something pisses me off.
I was on a random website last week, and I really liked the midi file that was playing in the background. I e-mailed the webmaster and asked for the name of the song. Today, it's been a week, and I still haven't received a response. For some reason, I was really jacked. Racing heart, tense muscles, raging headache; the works.
My first thought was that I wanted to show up at Yahoo! headquarters with a two-by-four.
Then I realized that Yahoo! had nothing to do with it. They're just my e-mail client. I started writing a pissed-off, thanks-for-nothing letter to the webmaster.
Then I turned it inward, thinking that I was the least important person on earth, and that it was rude of me to bother the webmaster for such a trivial matter.
Then I realized that they probably receive hundreds of e-mails per day. The non-response has NOTHING to do with my worth as a human being, and is not an insult. So my emotions, thankfully, returned to neutral.
Then I realized that there's this nifty thing on my mouse called its right button. I clicked it, and checked the website's source code. It was surprisingly simple, and had a tagged midi file. From there, I was able to figure out the name of the song.
So we go from here: http://earthhopenetwork.net/wolflinks.htm
To here: http://www.rhapsody.com/pat-surface-2/d ... yrics.html
There were no casualties, and I'm pretty proud of myself right now.
By the way, I think that some of you may enjoy the song. Cooley's Reel for the win.