Myers is like the $20 bill that you see on the sidewalk, so you start walking over to pick it up, but then a strong breeze comes through and blows it out onto the road, so you shrug your shoulders and move on with your day.
Then you hear a voice shout out from behind you "Hey cool! a $20 bill!", It's your arch nemesis Joe. You clench your fist and slam your door as you get in your car. "**** this ****** i'm not going to work today."
Where do you go instead? Straight home to post online about how much you hate Joe.