I could live my whole life without ever experiencing a flashback and perfectly happy. I hate when it happens because its never a fun event that you flash back to. Today I had to go to some safety training. It was pretty comprehensive; they even went so far as to look at some safety equipment. For about five minutes I felt like I was working back at the prison, a job I was so happy to leave. We used to have to go through all kinds of safety crap. I was happy when I came back to the reality that I work in an office and that whoever contracted this training, simply didn't know what they were getting.