During a bad summer, living in a shitty thin caravan park permanent thing, I was stuck with an old portable A/C unit.

At some point, one of the pump rotors went out of alignment and made a horrible buzzing, grinding sound. I was already stressed out as fuck from the heat, and the noise drove me to actual insanity and tears.

And my fucking shitbag family refused to help fix it.

I very nearly smashed the whole thing to pieces trying to get the grinding to stop.

Noise is my trigger, clearly.