Posted on 03/02/2005 11:21:15 AM PST by srm913
One of my co-workers is a saver. About 15 years ago, our insurance company used a new password each week to identify company representatives. About a year ago, my co-worker found a file with all the passwords. He showed it to all of us and we all agreed there was no reason to keep it, so he threw out the file.
We have a sales convention every year and a top management person would leave company-wide e-mails to update us on information for the convention. A couple of days after my co-worker threw out the file, I called a top manager who sends e-mails updating us on the annual sales convention and asked him to send a fake company-wide e-mail to my co-worker announcing that there would be a contest at the convention and the person who could recall the most company passwords from the old days would win.
My co-worker read the e-mail and came out of his office white as a sheet. We only let him suffer for a couple of hours before we told him the truth.
Ann Mikiska, Farmington
The president of the company where I used to work had a very efficient secretary. When she put a stack of letters on his desk to be signed he didn't read them, just signed each letter and sent them back to her. The office jokester slipped in a sheet with the president's resignation on it, and of course he signed it. The jokester had a good time with it and no harm came from it.
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As we all sat in the office waiting for him to run in, the thought of warning him crossed my mind, but since he was such a mean-spirited fellow I decided not to. Here he came, running to beat heck - the tape caught him across the forehead and he was literally horizontal to the floor and three feet off it...his glasses went flying and so did we -- out of the office and to the parking lot where we laughed for about 20 minutes.
We used to do that with shaving cream! It was unbelievable how far you could shoot that stuff out of the album cover.
LOL...you really like this stuff don't ya Eeeeek. I remember how happy you were when ya found out seagulls and pigeons can't fart.......just how much alka seltzer did ya feed em ?
they can't? how long does it take for them to...um... pop?
Just curious...for, ah, educational purposes... would never do anything like that, you know... or say, give juicyfruit gum to chipmunks....
LOL.....
That prepackaged chocolate cookie dough works just as well. I worked at a grocery store when I was in tech school and we alternated the restroom cleaning duties among the bag boys. I grabbed a tube of cookie dough off the shelf, smeared it on the toilet seat, wrote a few names on the wall, and deposited the rest on the floor. It looked like a crap tornado had hit. The bagboy walked in, took one look, and quit his job. lol
Not office, but when some friends were on vacation, we got some studs, drywall, joint compound and paint and built a wall where their hallway used to be. Cool thing was all his tools were on the wrong side of the wall.
Also staged a murder scene at mom's house, complete with real crime scene tape across the door.
A buddy of mine was going on a first date with the girl he would evenually marry. He had a ragged out old Toyota that was bad about the windows fogging up. Prior to his date, while he was inside at work, I went out and wrote embarrasing stuff all over his windows with some transparent silicone lubricant. It was invisible until later that night when all of the writing magically appeared while she was in the car.
We did that to a friend at church camp one time. He found out and temporarily lost his religion.
And it is so very difficult to whizz in a bottle of listerine while giggling and trying to remain quiet. lol
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I used to sign up a coworker for gay bondage catalogs and have them sent to him at work.
When my boss went on vacation (I had keys to her office) I collected MILES of perf tab from the documentation ladies (you know, the paper strip with holes in it that dot-matrix paper had on both edges) and filled two huge lawn trash bags with the stuff. I went in her office and wedged the bottoms of the trash bags into the suspended ceiling tiles, and loosly tied off the bottoms with string... and the strings were tied to the inside doorknob. Perfect.
We were all cautiously watching the morning she returned from her trip ... she put her key in her office door, started to turn the key ... and the VP walked up and started talking to her about what business related things had happened during her absence. For nearly thirty minutes we waited, trying to stifle laughing, gasping for what oxygen we could fetch... they talked, and talked ... and about every five minutes she'd turn toward her office and reach for the doorknob ... oooohhh ... here it comes ... naw, false alarm ... and they'd talk another five minutes and she'd reach and ... oooohhh ... talk some more. This went on and on. The group of us thought we'd need depends before this played out.
Finally, the VP turned and left, and as he did, our boss pushed her door open, and the magnificently prepared bomb of paper confetti dumped on the floor of her office BEHIND HER BACK! She never saw it drop, and had no idea it was there. This was a coffee out the nostril moment for the crew. All that, and we'd missed! When she had said her final statement to the now disappearing VP, she turned and walked right through the thigh deep pile of paper shreds... about tripped with her laptop and briefcase she was carrying ... slogged through it without missing a beat and put her stuff on her desk. She sat down and phoned me (I was about 12 feet away) and asked me to come in and talk. LOL.
My coworker and I, mysteriously, were assigned to a hastily planned Manhattan project the next week. When I returned, every conceivable part of my office was filled with shredded paper. It was in my books, drawers, desk lamp... floppy drives, telephone, chair, you name it. I had that stuff falling out of manuals and books for the next couple years. My co-worker, on the other hand, had all of his furniture missing. His computer, lamps, books, paintings, everything... gone - bare walls. The morning we returned, the boss told him the VP wanted the analysis and trip report ON HIS DESK by 10 AM. LOL.
His computer was located under the desk of another department's manager. His furniture was in the warehouse behind the extra cubicle pieces. It took a couple weeks to put his books and lamp back in place.
Thus began the cycle of April Fools celebrations, and concomitant seething fear thereof. It went on for years, but that's another post.
No no no! Don't do the women, do their MEN! I have it on good authority that when he gets ready for bed, really intense discussions ensue... One of my co-workers did it to his boss on the day his wife came back from a trip. He said he would have been fired for sure if the boss could have proved who it was that did him in!
LOL!!!
All I can remember doing is getting the electrical GF to swap frequencies
on my radio so I could broadcast on S&B's channels as opposed to
our own Bechtel channels. I moved equipment all over that coker unit
for them.. just not where they needed it.
We kind of had a competition going over whether we would complete
the SRU (Sulphur Recovery Unit) before they got done with coker.
We won.
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"What the heck are all three pickers doing on the North side of the coker???!!!"
BWAAAHAAAHAAAA!!!!
I remember my 10th grade Food Service class...Our first lab was making chocolate-chip cookies for the teachers and staff.A little Ex-Lax goes a looooooong way......;P
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