I find myself doing progressively stranger things to kill time at work. At first I was satisfied with going to other offices and talking to people, or browsing the worksafe websites, even though they bitch about security. And then, before realizing it, I had wrapped every bone of the fingers of my left hand in tape. Does anyone else ever do stupid or weird things to kill time?

Well. I work on my webcomics…that isn't very stupid…

I knew one person the sewed her fingers together when she was bored.

I covered my hand in plasticine, then spent half an hour trying to remove it after it melted to my skin.

I browse the net, read manga, find new webcomics, browse akiba, do essays

Master…

Something in my head always seems to protect me from doing very weird things when I'm bored. But I have been bored an awful lot and being a very boring person I mostly turn out to make pointless list. Of like everything. And then put them in a right order.

That doesn't mean I don't do idiotic things, when I really want to do them I actually find that quite a useful way to spend your time :)

Became really good at Minesweeper. Best time for expert: 85 seconds.
I really should have chosen something cooler.

Once I took every coin our house, sat in the hallway, and lined them all up in order of date.

I also frequently organize and reorganize all my pens (2000+) by color or type, rearrange books by subject, all the clothes in all the closets by color, pattern, sleeve-length, etc. I do in stuff like this all the time; I'm not OCD, but I definitely become obsessively fixated on “sorting” tasks of all kinds.

I'd say my weirdest thing I did to kill time would have to be…..creating my comic >.< mostly because of the way it looks

I've thought up evil parodies of songs while killing time at work…

I just thought up one for Geico's newest remade song. I'll post it in the proper forum when I'm done writing out… later… I hope…

Refreshing the DD forums continually.
Non-stop.
All day.

crocty
Refreshing the DD forums continually.
Non-stop.
All day.

I do that and also refresh the Gaiaonline ones two. I just migrate back and forth.

I once got on a whole outfit of spandex. Then I started punching myself in the gut repeatedly, after that, I grabbed out a knife, and started stabbing myself in random places. I then proceeded to run down the street while beating myself (up) and then climbed up the tallest building in my town. After which I jumped off.

I then dusted myself off, got back on the clothes I had on before the spandex, made a sandwich, and started to draw a page of my comic.

True story.

Niccea

crocty
Refreshing the DD forums continually.
Non-stop.
All day.

I do that and also refresh the Gaiaonline ones two. I just migrate back and forth.

I only go on Gaiaonline if I get REALLY bored. That place is full of a strange kind of evil.

Ryuthehedgewolf
I once got on a whole outfit of spandex. Then I started punching myself in the gut repeatedly, after that, I grabbed out a knife, and started stabbing myself in random places. I then proceeded to run down the street while beating myself (up) and then climbed up the tallest building in my town. After which I jumped off.

I then dusted myself off, got back on the clothes I had on before the spandex, made a sandwich, and started to draw a page of my comic.

True story.

Liar. You never made a sandwich.

I never do anything that crazy. I guess the weirdest thing was when I was so bored and didn't want my coworkers to think I wasn't working, so I spent a whole afternoon arranging the paperclips in my drawer. They def looked nice after I was done with them!

Eirikr

Ryuthehedgewolf
I once got on a whole outfit of spandex. Then I started punching myself in the gut repeatedly, after that, I grabbed out a knife, and started stabbing myself in random places. I then proceeded to run down the street while beating myself (up) and then climbed up the tallest building in my town. After which I jumped off.

I then dusted myself off, got back on the clothes I had on before the spandex, made a sandwich, and started to draw a page of my comic.

True story.

Liar. You never made a sandwich.

Damn! You caught me.

It was Macaroni and Cheese.
And it was good.

I do spontanious exersizes, I just do push ups or chin ups(when tree available) when ever I get bored. In weird ass places too, Im not even a show-offy person.
oh, I also talk to my self in french.

Draw. I guess it's odd to say that considering that my comic is a photo comic. But I draw. I usually start with one line and an hour or two later I'll have an intricately detailed scene.

Then there's writing. There it's easier to hide that what I'm doing is not work related. ;)

My writing process starts with stream of consciousness brain storming so it's easy to do that in between other stuff.

i once killed time…

it was going very slow, so i stabbed it and then suddenly 8 hours passed by.


other than that I have nothing worth contributing to this thread. :c

kyupol
Master…

Please Kyupol, you don't need to call me that around here.

I doodle a bit in class, mostly drawings that are really weird like a dinosaur with a lightsaber, I called him Darth Tyranosauraus.
I also sometimes fiddle with things, like the huge amount of loose staples in my pencil case, I just twist them untill I break them into four.
Also I have spent way too much time playing with electricity.

Sometimes I bite myself. Not hard, just enough to make a light impression. Surprisingly enough, I taste nice.

While in class, I surf the internet a lot. I've sent my girlfriend erotic poetry, ordered sex toys and had them shipped to old friends as a joke, read over the archives of some of my favourite webcomics and sometimes I post on forums.

One time in high school, I started playing with my watch so it beeped, and so did one of my friends. We timed the beeps just right so it made a pretty good tune. The teacher got pretty pissed off though, but she didn't catch us. Everyone loved the tune though, which is a shame because I can't remember how it went.

I'll do what I call the ska dance of happiness which is a sort of modified skanking on street corners or wherever when I'm waiting for something.

On occasion I've been known to just start drawing on walls, desks, floors, etc. with whatever is handy too. Doesn't matter if there's a cop staring right at me from 12 inches away either. I still ignore them.

I kill hobos it really kills time and it cleans the streets up.

machinehead
I kill hobos it really kills time and it cleans the streets up.

Also makes a mess though. Someone gots to clean up dem dead bodies.

I used to work 13 hour shifts at the corner store in my neighborhood. 9 am to 10 pm. Wasn't allowed to read books, newspaper articles, watch videos, or listen to music. My boss was a jerk, but that's another story altogether.

I had a conversation with a stapler. It turned into an argument. He claimed he had a PHD, and I begged to differ…seeing as he was just a stapler, while I was a struggling college student (still am.)

I got together with a bunch of mates during drama class. We made a massive chair tower with every chair in the class, the teachers chair being the chair on the top. :)

Then we played Jenga with the chairs when it was time to take them down.

The teacher didn't mind. He just thought we were cracked.

Disgruntledrm
I had a conversation with a stapler. It turned into an argument. He claimed he had a PHD, and I begged to differ…seeing as he was just a stapler, while I was a struggling college student (still am.)

You must have an amazing imagination!

warefish
I got together with a bunch of mates during drama class. We made a massive chair tower with every chair in the class, the teachers chair being the chair on the top. :)

Then we played Jenga with the chairs when it was time to take them down.

The teacher didn't mind. He just thought we were cracked.

That reminds me.During my theatre tech classes we all used to play hacky sack in the hallway during our down time, which we had a lot of. I used to be pretty good at it.

I've done some pretty mad stuff to pass time.

When I was six I got into trouble for swearing when I didn't. And here's why.
I was cycling through various different sounds in a song just to see what kinds of combinations I could make. I was singing “Chick Chick Chicken” since it was Easter and we'd jsut had the easter bonnet parade.
Eventually I got round to “Futt Futt Futtin” and a girl clyped on me for it. I told the teacher I didn't say anything bad. So I repeated the song and I got kept behind for it.
I wasn't laughed at by the other kids, though. Most didn't understand it either. But that girl did. So she obviously came from a family that used the F word a lot.

Last week I actually sang a song to myself. I usually make some random rhymes up to kill time and entertain myself during chores.
This one had Che Guevara “Dancing the Hokey Cokey with a cupcake on his head and bananas under his armpits” and Fidel Castro “Eating Twiglets with his eyes” among other things.

I also perform drum beats on things in front of me with my nails. I've been doing that since I was eight and I haven't really stopped since. I actually do better drumbeats on tobacco tins turned into crayon tins (That's what the schools used back then)than I do on a synthesised drum looping program or an actual drum kit. I so some pretty eleborate stuff when I really get into it but usually somebody else gets driven mad before I get the chance.

When I was five I used to pull out my eyelashes when I was bored. And that was a habit that got my mum called in to discuss it. Until I explained the reason I'm sure I almost got sent to psychologist for it.