I have never been into soap operas, but watching the residents of a community tank go about their business while eating, courting and producing fry is like watching a soap opera play out, I swear.
Largest 57g community tank has an armchair right beside it, facing the TV, so I've spent many hours sitting and watching, especially just after feeding their evening meal. I never bother putting a film or anything on at that time, I know I won't take it in at all because I'm watching the tank.
Back when it was a packed community tank, it was a hive of activity. Male mollies trying to court the females, who are more interested in turning over every pebble looking for food or algae to eat. Males chasing each other and displaying to sort out their pecking order - right now I have three blue male platies, no female livebearers, and they constantly squabble over who is the biggest and baddest, and gets first pick at dinner time! They show some amazing body language, holding their fins out and stiff while vibrating their bodies, curved towards the one they're trying to dominate, then I swear, they STRUT around the tank when they win the standoff! The one who is currently at the bottom of the pecking order hides away, ducking and diving for cover in between sneaking out to grab some food, and zooming away if the top dog spots him.
Single gourami would be dignified while sedately moving slowly among the floating plant, picking off live daphnia or his favourite, mosquito larvae. A stark contrast to the frenetic energy and movement from the zebra danios.
Meanwhile the pack of nine bronze corydoras tumble and bumble over the substrate, sticking their heads right into the sand while their tail goes up, forming smaller groups of buddies, males chasing chunky females, and getting especially excited right after a water change - zooming all over the tank and occasionally glass surfing, but looking as though they're having a blast. At quite times, they'll hide out under their favourite cryptocoryne in the corner, and sit in small groups on the pieces of slate. Just sitting still and chilling out.
At feeding time, while the cories are zooming about and excited, the two plecos eventually emerge from their hiding spots, making their way towards a decent sized chunk of wafer or the piece of veg that's there, suckering onto it and bristling when a cory accidentally bumps into them while bumbling about. Once they've had their fill they slowly sneak back under cover, and you'd never know they were in there.
My pygmy cory tank is in my bedroom, and I've spent many an evening after a hard day caring for parents just watching the fish do their thing. Spotting tiny fry is always a joy, and they spawn so often, which is fascinating to watch. When they chill out, they very often gather on their sand "beach" right at the front of the tank, and it's lovely to see them all just sitting there. Usually still a few pecking away at plants and sand, looking for morsels of food. After a water change they'll often school together, since there's 30 or more pygmies in there, to see them all swimming together is a real pleasure. You see behaviours from them in large groups that you just don't see in smaller groups.
Apologies for the long ramble. Most of you know what I'm like! But yes, I've whiled away many hours sitting and watching a tank, and not a moment of it was wasted time.