We’ve got a box of rubber bands that’s been part of our office since before the last time we moved. It’s an ordinary, rather tattered actually, cardboard box with a little rip-out lid so that you can grab a single rubber band out of the morass inside. It’s a sort of zen calming device. You have to relax and work gently to remove a rubber band from the box. If you’re in too much of a hurry and try to just grab one rubber band and yank it out it’ll get tangled up with its neighbors and you’ll wind up with a huge clot of rubber bands springing out and showering all over the office floor.
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