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Dealer: "Hey? You there? I got some meth for you."
Me: "Go away! I don't want any!"
Dealer: "Oh now don't say that. You remember how good it is? I know you do."
Me: "I can't, I can't afford it, the price is too high."
Dealer: "What? Come on, it's free! You already paid for it!.
Me: "I'll lose my job, I can't, just go away!"
Dealer: "Your JOB? This IS your job. Open the damn door, THE FACTORY MUST GROW"
Me: ::cowers in the closet chanting please leave please leave please leave::
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Also it was never good. It was more like a mind virus. Like the sort of problem or project at work you can't stop thinking about until it's done. Only with Factorio, it's never done. Never.
My best defense against it are other video games I can stop & start when needed. Or booting up my VPN connection and picking a work task from my back log until the cravings go away.