Playing with dolls

As a gift, when I was home in California over Christmas, I received a doll. 

Curious? It's a Dammit Doll.

Thank you Ramona and Efren!

It's a sturdy stuffed doll, with this stitched to its chest:


The idea is to whack the dickens out of something (not someone!) when you are frustrated, as you can't hurt the doll.  If you cannot read the tiny photo:
"Whenever things don't go so well, and you want to hit the wall and yell, here's a little dammit doll, that you can't do without. Just grasp it firmly by the leg and find a place to slam it. And as you whack the stuffing out yell 'dammit! dammit! dammit!' " (looks like it's available on www.dammitdolls.com and Amazon and other sites)

I brought it back to Abu Dhabi with me, and I took it into work ... a) for show and tell, b) to possibly use, and c) for a reminder of friends at home.  Two of my staff are working on a beast of a report (we've lost count of the hours and hours both of them have put into this thing), and today the deadline was moved up drastically.  So I tucked this under my arm (I didn't need to go walking by Security and other staff and have them wonder why I had was carrying something that is obviously a doll, and at first glance you might think is some sort of voodoo doll!) and handed it over to the team working on the report.

I may never get the doll back :-0

They also send their thanks to Ramona and Efren.  Perhaps I should buy stock in this, because I understand they are all ordering dammit dolls of their own.