So, it's Saturday night. And there are these five, let's call 'em kids, though so far only one of them is a minor. And, I dunno, maybe they get bored. Maybe they're doing some nihilistic Sid and Nancy routine. Fuck, I don't know. Anyway, by the time the evening ends for them they've managed to rob, assault, kidnap, and carjack eight people.
All in the space of an hour.
Now that's a productive use of time. Give me an hour and I might be able to figure out what I want for dinner. But to carjack two cars, rob eight people, kidnap three of them? Goddamn. Now that is time management. Maybe they can give seminars on Getting Things Done.