What we learned from a week of workplace wanking: The Fix The daily lifestyle email from Metro. I forgot to bring my phone with me to check the time, so I get it over with at breakneck speed, paranoid that I may have been in the loos for twenty minutes. But when some science-y types recommended masturbation breaks at work — as in wanking in the office during work hours — as a way to improve focus and be a happier, better employee, I was intrigued. If I have some spare time and want to relax, I usually spend it watching Netflix or doing a face mask. I snick the door shut and gingerly crack on.
On day three, I forget about the challenge entirely until around 4.
We tried masturbating at work for a week and this is what happened
No one will know a thing. Disabled-grade floorspace — check. Today, I decide to try a little harder. Zero ogreish flatulence — check. The real low point is when I open the cubicle door and, both sated, our eyes briefly meet in the bathroom mirror.