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  • #46
    This was when i was in college. I was bugging a friend of mine who got testy with me because he was busy doing his "homework" taking a computer apart. So i asked him...you're in lockup mode huh? and he answered, Yes, I am. So i said... Okayyyy.

    Wish granted. I closed the door and made a big fuss about locking it up.
    Of course i just put a tiny bit of tree bark in the padlock and came back a couple hours later. He was out.
    Foundout later he dissasembled the 10 foot doors from the inside and made a hissyfit when he saw the little treebark in the padlock...all he had to do was push it just a tiny bit. Tsktsk....heh heh.

    Poor guy has lockdown fobia until now.
    Deja Moo: The feeling that you've heard this bull before.

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    • #47
      Good one LTEC, the mind games can be the best.


      And now, the other side. Being the butt of practical jokes.
      IF YOU CAN"T TAKE IT< YOU SHOULDN"T GIVE IT>


      If you haven't figured it out yet, I've always had the reputation of being the office prankster. My staff decided one year to honor that by pranking me on my birthday. The first year, they shrinkwrapped my office. Everything down to individual sheets of paper left on my desk, the drawers, the phone, the terminals, everything. It took me about 3 hours to clean it up. They laughed so hard that they decided to make it a tradition and do it every year. The fact that I always take my birthday off just made it easy for them. So over the years, coming to work the day after birthday has always been an interesting experience, Compounded by the Fact that Ming and I always celebrate our birthday pretty hardy. Hangovers are the least of our concern. Over the years they got pretty creative. Some of the highlights.
      (In no particular order)

      1. Took the opening in my cube and replaced it with a wall so there was no entry point.

      2. Filled my cube with to at least 3 feet high with
      Balloons
      Computer printouts
      Shredded computer printouts. (I was finding stragglers for years)

      3. Totally dissassembling all of my office furniture and stacking it in the corner and covering the rest of the office with a year's worth of hole punches from the entire building's hole punchers. I found one in a pants cuff 8 years later.

      4. Totally locking me out of all of our computer systems. (which was a good trick since I always had the highest level of security)

      Each year it was getting harder and harder to outdo the year previous. Then one year, I showed up and my office was totally empty. Not a spec of dirt even. Being mystified I started searching for my office. I was afraid to look in the back parking lot.
      I finally found it. They had set it up in the middle of the computer room. They had replicated my office perfectly. Everything was exactly where it was in relation to my desk. They had even strung wires from the ceiling so all of my pictures and awards where hanging exactly right, (no walls though) They had strung power, telephone and data lines so everything was functional. It must have taken them a day and a half. I later found out that my off-shift operators had done most of it.

      For once, they had outthought themselves. I wasn't inconvienced, and there was nothing to clean up. I didn't say a single word about it. I just worked in my new office like nothing was out of the ordinary. Once the word got out of what they had done, almost everyone in the building, at some point, came down to check it out their handiwork.
      It was fun watching everyone struggle to keep a straight face, but I didn't break character. (I was the second highest ranking boss in the building at the time, so they had to act serious)
      They were waiting and waiting for me to say something about it, but I refused to give them the satisfaction. UNTIL.......

      5 minutes before I left for the day, Second shift operators where showing up. I picked up my briefcase and as I walked towards the door, briefly turned around and in a calm voice said.

      "IF all this stuff isn't back in my office, exactly where you found it, by 7:00 tomorrow morning, you're all fired, and I ain't paying overtime"

      Needless to say the following morning, EVERYTHING was back to normal and no one ever mentioned it again.

      The following year, they decorated my office with a few balloons and a happy birthday sign. It's good to be king.

      RAH
      It's almost as if all his overconfident, absolutist assertions were spoonfed to him by a trusted website or subreddit. Sheeple
      RIP Tony Bogey & Baron O

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      • #48
        At 8th or 9th grade we used to steal a piece of chalk from one of the classrooms, and draw the outlines of a dead man (like in the police investigation areas...) on the asphalt in front of our school. It was incredibly funny at the age of 14

        In the same school we used to have these fire-hoses for emergencies. One of them was situated near the front door, and there was a corner just a few metres away. So, we took the hose, and set up a little "ambush" for innocent passers-by
        It was a late afternoon, though, so most of the teachers had already went home. We did nail a couple of students, though.

        ...and again in the same school; We also had stuffed animals in glass vitrins, and it was always funny to steal some of the animals and hid them in extraordinary places, like into other students' lockers, in the middle of a hallway, on the dinner room tables, etc.

        And one of the funniest pranks we did in that school, was to steal some half of the mouse-balls in the computer class and frame the teacher for it by putting them into his drawer.

        This is just a minor part of all we did... well, I guess I was more creative at the age of 14-15
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        • #49
          God, Rah, you're still in a cube?

          You know, one of the nice things about my corner office is that I have a private door that will let me out of the building.

          (Yeah, I know you're not in a cube. I just wanted to brag about my corner office. Yes: I have no life.)

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