We were working together in a different state; he kept talking about this girl we worked with; we got drunk at her place- some of us (me) drunker than others; he gave me a ride back to the house we were renting and then went back to the party; I was convinced he was gonna sleep with the girl, and was infuriated he’d do that to his lovely wife and their daughter; I got my pistol and was gonna shoot him when he got home; I was too drunk to chamber a round; our other roommate was there and wrestled the gun away from me.

It’s an insane bit of logic. “In order to keep you from ruining your marriage, I’m going to kill you.”

His wife ended up sleeping with her boss a few years later, too, so. 🤷‍♂️