20 inches of telescoping schteel. At work I get the most worstest back itchies. I will use anything, a pen (which has claimed one shirt), random wall corners, and my favorite a big ol pair of scissors. T picked this badass metal one for me just because. She rules. I think I might lick it after a good scratchin if a fellow co-worker just happens to see me use it.
And that leads me to another issue I am having. I have to hide my true goofy self at the new job. I have to ease them into my inner freak. Just dropping it on them might cause problems 😉