This happened earlier today...
...And whilst it's not technically about how I solve my boredom, I am involved in it a lot. It's also about how me and a few friends solved another friends boredom whilst he was at work.

I happen to be friends with a lot of postmen. I'm a dirty university student at the moment, so we tend to not see each other much until the holidays. And even then, due to my dirty studentness, by the time I'm just getting into the swing of things, they're heading off to bed, i.e. 9 pm.

However, the rare times that we're all together and I'm compos mentis and not half asleep, we have a lot of fun. Like today.

I got Gears of War 2 for Christmas. For those who don't know, it's a fun, exciting, highly violent game. There is a particular weapon in it called a Lancer, which is essentially an assault rifle, with a chainsaw attached to it. So not only can you shoot enemies, but when someone gets close to you, you can slice them in half or whatever particular amount of chunks you care to. All my friends have this game as well, and for the last few weeks, we've been playing it in our spare time a lot.

So, today dawns, and I get woken up earlier than I usually like, by my mate, who I shall call A, texting me. He's bored at work, and has to deliver a load of door to doors, i.e. junkmail. So I text him back to keep him amused, and concoct a plan with my other mates, C and N, who are off work because they booked time off. They agree to my plan, and I text A asking him where he is and if he wants a hand doing the door to doors (Technically illegal as I don't work for the posties, but nobody really cares if you get extra people helping you as long as none of the customers complain.)

A texts me back with his location, and my plan is sprung into action. I meet up with C and N, and together, the three of us descend on poor, helpless A.

The next scene is a very surreal scene for anyone watching.

Imagine, if you will, that you are a dogwalker out in the morning. You see the postman trudging around the local estate, looking bored out of his skull. The next thing you see is a car full of young men pull up, park, and all of them dive out of the car, run up to the postie and then huddle around him, all the while screeching out stuff such as "EAT SHIT AND DIE!" "GODDAMN SON OF A BITCH!" and other such pleasantries, interspersed with making chainsaw revving noises and pretending to chainsaw the postman. And then everyone stops, and starts laughing like madmen.

I think we livened up his boring work day by pretending to be a three man Delta Squad and trying to chainsaw him all at once. Good times.
(Ghost Atreides enjoying incontestable health benefits on, Fri 9 Jan 2009, 21:35, 1 reply)

Woah! Crazy!1!
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Sat 10 Jan 2009, 5:32, closed)