Selected Amazon.com reviews for "Tech Tools Stress Buster Desktop Punching Ball"
I have had the punching ball for over 10 months now and it still works great. Co-workers frequently come to my office to take a swing at it, and it is definitely an office favorite. I work in an office with a "flex" schedule with seasonally long hours so the ball gets most of its use later in the evening on long day when less people are in. It obviously can be quite loud when it is used so I try to avoid hitting it when I can tell people are on the phone.
Best purchase i ever made! I have high stress at my job and instead of bottling it in i hit the crap out of this thing and release. Honestly makes me feel better. I did hit it hard enough to knock it off the pole but that is to be expected when you hit it that hard. Love it. If it breaks i would buy another one lol
I have a relatively high stress job, and it’s pretty often that I feel overwhelmed at work. I recently decided to change my lifestyle and take better care of myself so in addition to this new ball, I started going to yoga, doing kickboxing (if you’re in NY, I Love Kickboxing is grade A) and taking a supplement TranquiliX - 90 Caps #1 Top Rated For Rapid Anxiety and Stress Relief - Pharmaceutical Grade Anti-Anxiety Formula for Relaxation and Stress Reduction With Mood Support & Patented AES® Delivery System for Maximum Absorption to help relieve anxiety, and keep me in better moods. I’m also trying to engage in more fun filled activities and lighten my mood at work the best I can. Anyway, back to the stress ball. I installed it on my desk, and even though it’s a bit of a silly gift, I think that it definitely adds a jovial, stress free mood into the central area around my desk. People come by, and chat more freely and calmly, and in addition to that, it adds a bit of fun to give it a whack on my desk.
Hubs loves to punch crap so to help his anger at work I bought him this lol
Best gift ever. I got it for my husband as kind of a gag gift and turned out-one I can’t keep anything from him and two it became an us gift, so we opened it and it has stayed on our island and we hit it all day long as we walk past.
He drew a face of his most hated coworker and holds up well
Better to punch this than a person lol
Bought it for my 33 year old son he loves it when he gets stressed he said he just punch and punch it and it release its stress
I bought it for somebody at work and everyone loves it. Everyone comes by and hits it because they’re stressed enough to do so. However the little rubber gasket at the bottom around the spring that’s holding the bag has a little tear in it because everyone keeps hitting punching bag so much.
My daughter loves this item, she has it on her desk and she enjoys punching it while doing her homework.
I use it in my office. I work at MTV and it gets plenty of slugs
Works great, The recoil however snapped back to spill the drink next to keyboard and destroyed it,...my fault for being stupid and high
Everyone at work come to PUNCH the bag. It is a great way to reduce stress. No one can move it. Also, a great way to stop people from sitting or leaning on the desk.
This is a great gift for anyone esp for the people you know with a temper!!!! Bought it for my teenage son and he loves it. Hopefully it replaces breaking other things
Grips tight to my desk without any movement. I like to smack it around while I'm deep in thought on what decisions to make next at work.
GOOD
This has been a hit with our whole family, from my husband, daughters, six year old son, and surprisingly our eight month old baby.
Yes I like it for its reasonable price and steady stand. But I cannot give it 5 stars because the sharp/hard plastic edge will definitely cut your fist bloody if you accidently hit the ball a little bit lower... No more typing, I have to wrap my hand…
Best gift EVER!!! My Boss loves it and we all take turns hitting the bag before and after big projects.
Bought this for my crazy 4 year old son. He loves it, and I'm surprised at how well it stays suctioned to the table.
ABSOLUTELY WORTH IT! I have wailed on this punching bag with everything I have, and it does not come off of the desk, and pops back up for more. Your knuckles will give out before the bag will. The only potential downside is that you'll find yourself becoming a favorite stop for officemates who need to let off a little steam. (Shhhh--don't tell, but I've even grabbed hold of it by the metal stem and banged it on the desk REPEATEDLY. Good as new)
stays on my whiteboard pretty well, perfect for when customers are being stupid and anoying
I've got 4 boys, 1 girl, and a man punching this thing and it is holding up perfectly.
BOOM, BOOM BOOM, BOOM, BAAAAAMM
My son is so happy. Thank you
It had come. The vaunted midterm. Weeks and weeks of poring over textbooks and flashcards, with page long problems on scientific concepts that make any learned student scream with terror. But the nerd was ready. Waltzing into the testing center, Arnold Winkler style, with glasses polished, pencils sharpened, and a freshly charged graphing calculator, he could and would take on any challengers. Ah, sweet revenge! That wretched "B" on his daily homework three weeks ago would be flung to the depths, to be overshadowed by what could and would be the best score in the class! He whizzed through the problems, sucking on his retainer all the while. Tee hee hee! Such pitifully easy vocabulary! "Obviously a C, most definitively D, certainly True, True. False, True, and False!" And then it happened. The legendary essay question that Professor Rockjaw always placed at the end of any "truly challenging" test. This was usually written off as hopeless by even the most brightest of students, and Rockjaw reveled in the gloom is struck in anyone's hopes for anything above a 96. 96? Pah! The nerd would not stand for such low standards. He read through the problem with careful deliberation, noting he only had 15 more minutes. (He had showed off and chewed his pencil for the first 20 minutes to gain attention from his awed, admiring classmates) 10 minutes. His fingers whizzed across the calculator. 5 minutes. The conclusion was coming together, but his palms were sweaty. 1 minute. It was down to the wire. 5 seconds! He punched the numbers in, and never realized what he had done. He messed up. Goofed. A typo. But he was not aware until the next week. 96? A 96?!?!?!? Storming home, he ignored his cheerful mother's greeting, and headed straight for his room. There it was, his trusty Stress Buster Desktop Punching Ball, ready to absorb his troubles. Over and over, he smacked his scrawny fists into his best pal, until his rage was vented and he was ready for the next semester, and Rockjaw's next challenge.
Love, Ellie