I was scrolling during my ER break yesterday, drained after back-to-back trauma cases, when I saw the clip of McBroom knocking out Temperrr in 90 seconds. My coworker Mike’s been obsessing over this influencer fight for weeks. He showed up to our shift this morning bleary-eyed but bouncing, replaying the KO on his phone between patients. I get it. When you’re surrounded by stress all day, something silly and explosive like that feels like a tiny win. It made me decide to bring the batch of dark chocolate cookies I baked last night to the clinic tomorrow. Little pick-me-ups go a long way.