The Boredom Punch In My Face
Woke up last Tuesday feeling like a robot. Coffee, emails, pointless meetings, traffic jam home. Rinse, repeat. Felt kinda sad, you know? Like life was just… grey noise. Decided right then I had to dig out some stupid fun before I turned into a zombie.
Okay Brain, Time to Play
Sat down after dinner, forced myself to think. “Fine,” I told my grumpy brain, “What tiny thing might make tomorrow slightly less awful?” Didn’t need to save the world. Just needed one tiny spark.
- The Annoying Commute Hack: Instead of cursing traffic, what if I found the weirdest bumper stickers? Made it a mission the next morning. Found one that was just a potato wearing sunglasses. Like, why? Who even prints that? Laughed out loud at a red light.
- Lunch Break Shenanigans: Normally just inhale a sad sandwich. Grabbed an apple instead. Took it outside. Tried to throw the core super high up into the big oak tree near the office. Totally missed. Core hit the building manager’s clean car window. He did not see me. Felt like a secret agent getaway. Pure silly thrill.
- Email Rebellion: This coworker, Gary, sends emails with like, seventeen exclamation points!!! Always. So annoying!!! Decided my next reply to him would have exactly zero exclamation points. None. Nada. Zilch. Clicked send. Felt weirdly powerful. Like breaking a tiny rule. Gary actually replied with a question mark? Mission accomplished.
My Weird Findings
Did this for the rest of the week. Small, dumb stuff. Aiming for funny shapes in my coffee foam. Putting on mismatched socks underneath my boring suit pants. Whispering “secret message” to my dusty office plant.
Here’s the thing: Was it groundbreaking joy? Nope. Monday meetings still suck. But those tiny things poked holes in the boring bubble. The pressure to have “big fun” just vanished. Felt lighter. Started noticing more weird stuff everywhere – like that cloud shaped like a grumpy cat, or the pigeon confidently strutting like it owned the sidewalk.
The point isn’t finding amazing fun. It’s messing with the ordinary. Trying something tiny and slightly ridiculous, right now. Give it a shot. See what weird little spark you can create today. Even if it’s just whispering to your coffee mug. Mine looked vaguely judgmental. Made me grin.