Times you've been the butt of the joke.

[LEAKYSEALS951]

Steve's thread about the trailer got me thinking.
When I'm inflating the tires on mine, I always think of my childhood neighbor, pranking me. Perhaps coming up and pooping (popping) a balloon or something right as the pressure hit max.


When I was a teen, I was wiring the stereo in my 912.

I stepped away, only to turn around in horror.

Suddenly, smoke was BILLOWING out of the car.

IT'S REAL!!! IT'S ON FIRE!!! THERE'S SMOKE!!!! I WAS DOING ELECTRICAL!!!

I grabbed the fire extinguisher and ran with all my might.

There, was Darryl, laughing his a$$ off. He dropped a smoke bomb in the floorboard.

Mother F#$%~~~!!!!!

[stevej37]

Did you ever have or use against someone the smoke bombs that were connected inline with the distributor?
Fun!

[LEAKYSEALS951]

God... No!! But 40+ years later, I'm still as uptight. That's heart attack stuff right there!

[Steve Carlton]

When I think of being the butt of a joke, I think of being personally make fun of or humiliated. I think you were pranked, and pretty well, actually. Probably not that funny at the time, though.

[wswartzwel]

Yeah, like having your face photoshopped onto a moto accident that goes viral.

[LEAKYSEALS951]

Originally Posted by Steve Carlton

When I think of being the butt of a joke, I think of being personally make fun of or humiliated. I think you were pranked, and pretty well, actually. Probably not that funny at the time, though.

Pranked, probably a better term.

[unclebilly]

I’ve been known to play a few office pranks and have had a few played on me too.

Things I orchestrated...

1. Switched the page and voicemail buttons on a guy’s phone. The entire day, we would hear ‘bing... hello? Hello? What the...’

2. Filled my mentors office with packing peanuts. We had a Chinese bucket brigade and a ladder. We popped a ceiling tile on either side of his door.

3. Painted a co-worker’s office pink and put up numerous framed pictures of the queen. He was British and was returning from a trip to the UK the next day.

4. Signed a couple coworkers up for subscriptions to Country Singles magazine. This is the monthly singles magazine sold at truck stops and rest areas in the mid west... the last page was dedicated to incarcerated singles looking for love.

5. Lowered the ceiling in my protégés office to about 5’10”. He was short. This involved removing the door from his office. The base manager was really mad about this one until I showed him that the original drop ceiling was still there and we just suspended the new ceiling from it. Lewis put up with it for 2 weeks. He popped out a tile above the work space on his desk and when you turned on the light, you got this really nice rectangular lit space on his desk. He also has a window seat so lots of natural light.

6. There were 2 coworkers that had a 30 year HATE for one another. We will call them D and J. One yea, J (my former boss who I have no love for either) left and bought another company. Every year at Christmas, J would send over hats, pens, and calendars... I would bundle this all up and send it to an accomplice at our head office who would strategically place them in D’s office each morning... the stuff would disappear and nothing was ever said. Then one morning, the ‘straw’ broke the camel’s back... ALL of the stuff had been tossed out into the hallway outside the hater’s office.

My accomplice, who was never suspected, was the recipient of a 35 minute J themed monologue. “If J wants to keep sending me this graft, let him. He’s only wasting his own money!”

7. We removed the door from my coworker’s office (ceiling tile guy) and replaced it with a sheet of plywood. Before mounting the plywood, we had our receptionist lay on it and we traced her body and sawed out the shape. To enter this office, you had to contort to the shape of Jenny.

8. Lots of pranks in the field but those need another post...

Done to me...

1. We had mice in one of our plants. It wasn’t that bad but there were mouse droppings on some of the desks. I was really mad about this.

The guys got chocolate sprinkles and were putting out ‘mouse droppings’ all around my desk.

I brought in my own mouse traps and set up a trap line. One of the guys lived on a farm and he caught some real dear mice and either put them in my traps or just replaced my traps with the ones he used to catch these mice. Deer mice can have hantavirus...

I reacted badly.

2. I asked my team if they knew anyone who had a nasty old shag carpet as I wanted to recarpet someone’s office... when I came back from vacation, my office had been recarpeted with a nasty old red shag carpet that stunk. They left the space heater on in my office for at least a week... every time I went in there, my eyes would water. At the end of the week, I removed it (it wasn’t easy because it was under all of my furniture and heavy shelves). It was nasty. They knew it bugged me because it was my idea used on me.

Revenge for the carpet...

A friend and fellow pelican came a cross a bunch of free taxidermy and asked if I wanted it... the carpet bandits all got animal heads hung in their offices. The carpet proprietor got a massive elk mounted right above his desk. It was hard for him to sit at his computer because it had to be mounted so low due to the size of the horns.

Bottom line, I’ve spent my entire career working with creative people in creative environments and this type of behaviour was allowed. We had strong team dynamics and my teams were the envy of the company. We work hard, we play hard, and no day goes by without a laugh.

[LEAKYSEALS951]

^I want to work where you work!

Wow~!

[David]

unclebilly won this thread. Now what do the rest of do?

[unclebilly]

Other good stuff we have done...

The business cards that they hand out on the strip in Vegas... those are GOLD.

1. Hide them in peoples offices, everywhere.
2. Put them in people’s lab books, never know what page they will open up to in a meeting.
3. I took them to the field lots, I liked putting them up on the cork board or with the certifications in the dog house on the drilling rig. Also fun to sneak into people’s pockets in their coveralls.
4. Tape them to the edge of people’s office doors. When they open the door, you can see the edge of them all lined up but the office inhabitant usually doesn’t notice.
5. Hide them in people’s vehicles, fuse box, glove box, owners manual, visor mirrors, sun glass holder. A friend is still finding them in his (my old truck).
6. Put them in with people’s business cards.

[unclebilly]

My friend farms 7000 acres. We put this in one of his grain bins this past fall. We have done this to the guy who crop shares with us and got him ‘good’...

[tabs]

Everyday of my life

[tabs]

Back.in the day..when i was a wage slave a black.truck driver put a big black dildo on his center console to warm it up. He walked into the warhouse with it stuck down his pants. Some how the foreman asked him to whip out the large member, which.he did. The foreman said bs it was a dildo. The driver told him to grab it and see. The foreman called the bluff grabbing it and since it was warm immediately let it go with horror on his face.

[Bob Kontak]

Back when you could get away with something like this........

I was 27 living in Houston but traveled to Anchorage. Three weeks in Anchorage and then fly back and get a week off in Houston.

Hooked up with a 40 year old in Anchorage. Kinda clingy.

Lady sends me a love letter to the office in Houston. Ends up in my "In/Out" box on my desk. Susan, one of the Houston staff, opens it, calls me at home in Houston and starts reading the letter to me over the phone while giggling.

It was syrupy and full of embarrassing sexual content.

I bark, "Are you shietting me. Why are you doing this?" I'm furious.

Half the Houston staff was in my boss' office and the call was on speaker phone.

My ass was owned.

[Racerbvd]

Originally Posted by unclebilly

Other good stuff we have done...

The business cards that they hand out on the strip in Vegas... those are GOLD.

1. Hide them in peoples offices, everywhere.
2. Put them in people’s lab books, never know what page they will open up to in a meeting.
3. I took them to the field lots, I liked putting them up on the cork board or with the certifications in the dog house on the drilling rig. Also fun to sneak into people’s pockets in their coveralls.
4. Tape them to the edge of people’s office doors. When they open the door, you can see the edge of them all lined up but the office inhabitant usually doesn’t notice.
5. Hide them in people’s vehicles, fuse box, glove box, owners manual, visor mirrors, sun glass holder. A friend is still finding them in his (my old truck).
6. Put them in with people’s business cards.

I've also found it funny go to a strip club, carrying cards that belong to an SOB, tip well, very well and ask them to call me on slow nights..
One of the best I did, a friend was giving me a hard time at the beer social after a track day, in front of a lady I met. Well, the next day as he was loading up to head home, I slipped her panties in the glove box of his 964, slightly hanging out.
Well, a few days went by, he was at work, his wife comes in with the panties in hand and asks who they belong too. Well, he did not know what was going on , and replied

yours

Well, she held them up, and the fact they were a few sizes TOO small, a stern

NO!

Well, he was clueless to where they came from, and finally called the one friend whom I told about it. Of course, he spilled the beans, called and confessed on the answering machine. Well, they decided to try and turn it on me, wait for me to call and try and make me think that his wife was leaving him. Well, their whole joke relied on my calling to see if he found anything, and after a week, I still hadn't called, so his wife was starting to have Doubts about their story. So he had my buddy that I told call me, laying it on pretty thick, told me that I really needed to call as Keith's wife was going to leave him. My response was that he could call me which he finally did and I said

Bet you won't throw me under the bus in front of a lady again, will you.

[Joe Bob]

I don't do pranks.....the last three pranksters' on me on three different jobs all walk with a limp.

Stupidest ****ing thing you could ever do. Dim-witted MOFOS

If you don't get shot a ballistic ASP on a knee, clavicle or ankle will make you wanna be shot.

Funny can be funny, dangerous isn't funny.....

[unclebilly]

Originally Posted by Joe Bob

I don't do pranks.....the last three pranksters' on me on three different jobs all walk with a limp.

Stupidest ****ing thing you could ever do. Dim-witted MOFOS

If you don't get shot a ballistic ASP on a knee, clavicle or ankle will make you wanna be shot.

You sound like the life of the party. Someone played a harmless prank and you actually assaulted them? Is this for real? How was prison?

[LEAKYSEALS951]

Originally Posted by tabs

The foreman called the bluff grabbing it and since it was warm immediately let it go with horror on his face.

Were you the foreman?


-these stories are great btw

[Joe Bob]

I'm very funny, self deprecating as well.

Humiliating or hurting someone is not funny also criminal. Just a pet peeve of mine.

[Bill Douglas]

An office prank I played a few times. Back in the day there were (maybe still are) free sex phone numbers you would call in NYC and get a recording of very dirty talk played back to you.

There were about six of us on the helpdesk phones and I'd say something like "Phone call for you Ritchie." and pass him the phone. Haha, got a good laugh a few times.