Depends on the situation.
Currently? 40 pound box of cake mix I’m probably going to launch at my store manager.
Is it the 40 pound box of cake mix that kills? Or is the person hucking the 40 pound box of cake mix?
My cat. Everything else in my room brings me either misery or a feeling of meh. Cat brings joy, which is difficult for me to obtain.
For almost everyone it’s gonna be the phone we’re reading this on.
The toilet. Lost count of the number of times this has saved me from getting dysentery or something and it’s so convenient when it just pushes the shit away from my house and I never have to see or smell it again. I almost feel bad that I repay it for all its done by repeatedly shitting in it.
Me? Unless I’m excluded, then the laptop. Although the room itself is pretty useful, but I don’t think I consider it “in the room”.
Toilet paper
And lotion
A human being.
This computer.
My phone. It might be my laptop, but it’s currently not working. If you consider humans, me.
Probably my phone, and that probably applies to most rooms frankly if we’re talking about potential things I could need to do
The doctor.
Laptop probably. Linux, tmux, i3, vim, GCC, GDB, Pdb, gplaces, links2, curl, wget, netcat, awk, sed… what more could be needed for happiness?
Idunno, but it’s preloaded with shittons of tools I don’t even know the use of yet (thanks kali). Excluding that probably my lensatic compass. It’s nice, quite cheap and not magnetically dampened but it does the job.
The SCADA servers.
Coffee
A 5gal jug full of water. (I don’t have AC and it’s 32C/90F inside)
