I hate questions like “why are you so angry”. Why is there water in a lake. I’m mad because my work tools which are inanimate objects in my full control do not do what I intended them to do despite of them being obviously capable of it because I literally did that yesterday. My lamp isn’t illuminating. The freezer drawer is loud. A patch in my hair is inexplicably wet. This ham slice is unreasonably thicker than the other one. I am currently awake. It is tuesday. This room is at a temperature. This is not an one-source-one-solution sort of a problem.
