Like a journalist reporting the news they say you should never get involved in the events themselves – just tell the story. Through no fault of my own (other than following the instructions of comedian David Crisante) I ended up part of the show I was only meant to critique, with David and a room fool of strangers helping me seek petty revenge on a love gone wrong. This wasn’t because of my own mental breakdown, but because it’s what David’s show is all about. The former newspaper columnist and current son of a psychologist asks guests to write their grievances on a piece of paper then puts it to the room to see which problems we’d like to solve (badly). If you’ve ever thought filling someone’s shoes with sour milk or burying a bad smell in their car was a better way to solve an issue than actually addressing the trauma they’ve unearthed, this is the show for you. It’s hilarious, well-delivered and comforting to know you’re not the only one who thinks your nemesis should step on a piece of Lego.