For me, it’s a game I like to call “tug of war with Laura”, usually two sides of equal importance demanding my attention at the same time. Twins, one is hungry, one needs a change, you get my drift. It is my least favourite game, it makes me want to reserve a room in the looney bin.
So, let’s turn this into a positive. If something is going to make you snap, turn to the cute guy nearby and say “you need to keep me from killing this dickhead.”
Actually damn, that’s really a way to let a guy know you’re psycho too.