Bored...

Colxfile drummed his fingers on the desk top agitatedly. He was
bored. Very bored. You may think that it would be boring watching
back to back episodes of Newsnight, but that was just peanuts to how
bored Colxfile was.
He felt like his entire mind had been sucked out and replaced with
cotton woool. He looked to Jeri for consolation but she was in no
position to offer any. For she was also bored out of her mind.
Finally, Colxfile could stand the tension no more...
"I'M SO BORED!"
"Me too."
He sat down again and went to the hopeless futility of drumming his
fingers on the desk.
"Why don't you do something?"
"Like what?"
"Look, there's nearly half a tonne of junk in here. Why not make
something out of it."
Colxfile mulled over the idea.
"It's a good idea..." pausing for effect, "But if someone's dumping
all this junk in my department, then it should be their job to stop
putting it there. Not mine to remove it."
"Actually, it's my job."
'Oh yeah. Forgot about that.' thought Colxfile to himself.
"Can't you order me to move it?"
"Why?"
"I'm bored. I need something to do."
"Yeah. Alright. I'll give you a hand." He eased himself out of his
chair.
They both approached the pile at the same time, took one look at it,
and shook their heads.
"I Can't be bothered." said Jeri.
"Hear, hear," said Colxfile "me neither."
And so they went back to their usual routine. After another half
hour, Colxfile decided that it was time to give in to the boredom:
"Fancy a game of air-hockey?"
"Thought you'd never ask!"