I once had a job selling football tickets for the University of Texas and the first time I sat down at my desk, I noticed a Rubik’s cube next to the phone. In my rare, spare moments I would work the cube and the day I solved it, I quit.
The next job I had (reading flood maps for an insurance company), there was a “your momma” joke a day calendar, a radio and some spare change left in the top drawer of the desk.
I decided that was fine.


