Calling it dreaming basically. Gross. This feels like purposeful gaslighting

One of my fondest memories was beating our old HP printer to death with the baseball bat we keep for potential intruders. I now print at the local library and regret the beating incident less and less every year.

I feel similarly. My job uses all kinds of 2FA and email-chain nonsense that pretty much require me to keep one as well. I’m starting to learn how to retrofit a special half-dumb phone to do those required things, but it’s quite a process compared to what George Clooney got to do