I’m not sure if this was last night or the night before, and I only remember this little bit.
I had gotten a third roommate, who at some point moved my pan. I told him never to touch my pan again, or I would beat him with it. Then exampled the beating I was going to give him. In raising my arm, the pan hit and scraped the ceiling. It got fairly dented and scratched up, and I felt bad about having to buy a new one.