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Several years ago, I used to work at a toy warehouse. It was a lousy job with lousy pay and lousy holiday hours. But it also provided me with a lot of downtime, and in that time, I'd often daydream about hopping in the forklift that sat collecting cobwebs in the far corner of the warehouse and destroying that building piece by piece.
Of course I never actually did that, which is why I write for Destructoid and not Prisontoid, but those types of tear-it-all-down fantasies still stick with me, even now that I'm at a job I love. And while I may never be able to make those fantasies into a reality, I can at least simulate what havoc I'd wreak with Good Job!
