Five ways to combat office stress, an ongoing blog . . .

The events described here actually took place. The names and places have all been changed to protect the guilty.
I had the misfortune of being the only creative soul stuck in an office full of left-brained business types. I am so creative that my head always tilts to the right. My bosses are button-up, no-nonsense navy pinstripes types. In their defense, they are truly important people doing exceptional work for the greater good of all. In my defense, I was born to make the world a more colorful, fun place.
How I had wandered into this foreign world, I know not. What was a hippie chick dressed paisley doing in a world of suits and power ties? But, the money was good, the health insurance fantastic, so I was stuck in a golden birdcage.
Creative, dreamy artist meets the serious-minded real world. Do you see the dilemma brewing? Two worlds were about to collide, and I was the sole person on my side of the tug-of-war rope. I am small, but scrappy, but I knew I’d certainly lose in a fair fight. Well, if sheer strength couldn’t take them, perhaps I could use my God-given gifts in a backhanded, crafty way. I realized it was up to me to do something to cut the boredom and stress in this beige-on-beige environment. Let’s make lemonade out of these sour pusses. I could be a Super Stress-buster, Diva of Delight, Queen of all things Fun. I made the decision then and there to become the office’s Self-Appointed Morale Officer. Hey, that sounds great. Maybe I should make business cards. . .