By a strange coincidence, "More Than a Feeling" was the trigger to one of my own personal brushes with the Dark Side of the Force, if you take that to mean "a time when I got blindingly angry about nothing meaningful". You know how they usually play music over the PA system at supermarkets? Right, so it's about six years ago and I'm at the Hannaford supermarket here in cosmopolitan West Podunk (browsing the frozen foods aisle, I do believe), and "More Than a Feeling" comes on the overhead.

I'm in a pretty good mood and "More Than a Feeling" is a stonking good song, so I'm immediately delighted by this turn of events. Before long I'm really into it; by the middle bridge I'm air guitaring (to the rhythm guitar line, oddly enough) and I might even be lip-syncing, and I don't even care because it's getting to the bit which, if you know the song, you'll know is the pay-off for the whole proceeding:

And dream of a girl I used to know
I closed my eyes and she slipped away
She slipped awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyy*BEEEEP* DELI YOU HAVE A CALL ON LINE ONE PLEASE DELI LINE ONE *CLICKRATTLECLATTER*

Fuck! I have never in my life wanted to track someone down and punch them repeatedly in the middle of their face more than I wanted to at that moment. Not even at the moments, early in my grade school career, when I actually did it, which I guess says something for the improved state of my impulse control in adulthood. I just wanted to go find the intercom phone, rip it off the wall, and beat the register biscuit unconscious with it. I'm mildly furious even thinking about it now.

And that, my children, is what it feels like to be a Lord of the Sith who is really on his game.

--G.
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