The delay was the worst part.
I mean, yes, obviously, the fact that a giant meteor heading right for the station that would kill us all was technically the worst part, but at least as far as I was concerned, the seventeen minutes between my firing the sole shot of the modified mining laser array we'd cobbled together and knowing if it had worked or not was the worst part of my day.
That is, until after it hit and the meteor didn't break apart and I got yelled at. That became the worst part before the true worst part.
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