A Notch in Your Belt

These days, morning traffic is enough to send me over the edge. Forget about fighting for a parking spot - instant seizure.

Random outbursts, flying objects; that stuff's kind of frowned upon in a professional setting. Ask The Hoff how to combat twenty-something stress.



Cubicle veteran, The Hoff, has an entire shelf of squeezable objects. A sweet face and pleasant demeanor, with her collection she's now got emotional armor of steel and rock solid forearms.

Think of it this way...one stress ball for traffic, a separate one for an angry office manager, one for Mom's orders, another for spilling your coffee, one for that 5pm deadline (or you're fired), another for leaving your cell at home, and a few for those Saturday mornings spent in The Office. The Rubix Cube keychain is actually used to send you into a straight up cubicle coma.

Not every kid on the t-ball team gets one of these trophies. Just us monkeys tethered to the Polycoms. Everyone's got a few 'notches in their belt', but how many stress balls do you have in your cube?

[props to The Hoff in the corner office]