Fact #24: When I’m tense, I’ll slowly destroy stationery.
I honestly don’t mean to and I never really notice until it’s pointed out to me (usually by the owner of whatever I’ve destroyed, and failing that, disgruntled parents). The worst one of mine is that I’ll just pick apart erasers, little by little, until there’s a tiny pile of rubber snow. Next biggest are papers, I’ll rip in a straight-spiral formation from corner to corner until it’s a paper snake. After that, anything is fair game, I’ve taken apart staplers, pens and tissue boxes.
In the absence of stationary, it’s whatever’s around.