I just don't understand this fidget spinner thing. I'm supposed to hold this little toy in my hand all day and spin it around mindlessly? To what end, I ask you?!
It used to be that when a fella' got to feeling a bit restless he'd - you know - build a house or something. But I guess that's just too much to ask.
Here's an idea kid: instead of calming those jitters by monkeying around with a plastic toy, try biting off a piece of beef jerky. It'll give your jaw a bit of exercise and fill your belly with a bit of lean protein. Sounds just about right to me.