I was relaxed when I started watching. But ten minutes later, I was ready to throttle Mr. Rubberface and his wife Mrs. Knowitall. Oh sure, the producers made the results goofy so that they could talk about a serious subject—stress. But someone should have cautioned about the pitfall of turning misery into a comedy-short. Looks like somebody got carried away. Anyway, I guess I'm just not ready to lie on the floor, as the short advises, while the wife reads a splatter book on wife killers. But then this mess was sponsored by a division of Pfizer, (IMDB Trivia). So I guess you could say they've got an investment in stress, whatever the source. At least I now know how to pronounce the scary word "ataraxia", and that Pfizer made a fix-it pill called "Atarax". So I guess not all commercials are useless, even one like this. Now where the heck did I leave my joint!