Office work Rambo style?

Hello all, just was wondering, has anyone ever tweaked out in an office and after having flashbacks to an unknown war, gone on a rampage? I did so the other day, and am currently typing this with my toes due to the straight jacket putting considerable strain on my arms. I had enough, and stripped off my clothes down to my boxer shorts, tied my tie around my head, and painted myself with war paint using my own excrement. I was under a desk for an hour and a half, hugging a computer monitor and threatening people with a knife I had fashioned from a stapler and blu-tak, and a projectile weapon (a computer mouse). Has this happened to anyone else?