Ha! That's the garage sale tax, you basically paid to be annoyed for a weekend.

Man, my whole social media history is basically a museum of stuff I fell for because the thumbnail looked official. I once shared a "breaking news" clip that turned out to be a deleted scene from a movie, and I only caught it when someone pointed out the actor's name in the credits. Cheap fakes get me every time because I trust the panic more than my own eyes.

Watching that horizon for 14 hours sounds like its own kind of hell, but at least it was calm. Got stuck on a dive once where the boat's winch just gave up in perfect flat water, so we bobbed around for hours while the crew tried to fix it with zip ties and duct tape. Gear always picks the worst possible moment to quit.