I laughed out loud and then read this to my wife. Her comment was, "Sounds like something you would do!"
On a similar note, a couple of weeks ago I was replacing some rotted, leaking hoses under the hood of my little Audi. Of course, these hoses were in an impossible location and it took forever to get my bleeding hands and busted knuckles in there to do it. When I was finally done, bruised, beaten and drenched with sweat, I was satisfied and was putting everything back together when I managed to snap another brittle part, one I knew would take at least a week to get ordering online.....and I wouldn't be able to drive the car until I got it.
Enraged, I kicked a plastic trash can nearby just as hard as it could, making it explode into shards all over the place. Still unsatisfied, I picked up the shattered remains and flung them out into the driveway.
Someone once said that the problem with inanimate objects is that there's no real way to get back at them.