Daughter’s school was a bus ride away on the opposite side of a rickety old draw bridge over the Atlantic Intracoastal Waterway in NE Florida. I came home one April 1st and told her that a barge had come loose, hit it and that the bridge would be shut down for at least the next 6 weeks.
Needless to say, she was nearly apoplectic - I let her twist in the wind for about 10 minutes, finally asking her what day it was.
The bruises remain. They’re deep, but they’re there.
I’m sorry your joke didn’t go as planned. I truly am.