I was comfortably seated on the couch, i suddenly found myself in the eye of a storm. My wife accidentally cracked my glasses while cleaning, and I was filled with anger.

I immediately sprang to her feet, shouting at my wife in a loud voice, "joder, mi amor!" My hands clenched into fists, and i began to pace the room, my body quivering with rage. My wife tried to apologize, but i was having none of it. Raising my voice, "I told you not to touch my stuffs!" I berated my spouse, blaming her for ruining my glasses. My rage showed no signs of abating, and it was clear that i was not about to let this go easily.