I briefly went back in time myself and ended up in someone’s apartment of some painter guy.
I hit an easel and it dropped causing a noise. He woke up and starting dabbling “you filthy thief!” and took out a knife. We fought and I cut his ear off in the fight. Then I suddenly was brought back, so I must have disappeared in front of his eyes.
I heard he went crazy afterwards with history accusing him
that he cut off his own ear,
but I’m afraid to look him up now on wikipedia.

I went back before the enshitification of the internet and made a joke about how if people don’t care about quality and ease of use (shown by what they buy) then why sell quality?
It was meant as a joke. The wrong person heard it.
My bad. 😞