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I Saran-wrapped my boss's car on his last day of work last Friday. He wasn't amused.


Ever gotten a co-worker?

We aluminium foiled my boss's office for his 40th birthday. We got every thing. The chairs, computer desk, wires, etc. It was great.

My coworker once noticed I hadn't password-protected my computer, and sent my boss a note that said:
Dear X:
I love you.
Love,
annie

Taught me my lesson of locking my computer before I walked away! Same coworker later set the fax machine to call my coworkers phone, who sat right next to the fax machine. Those were just a few of his greatest hits.

Yeah sometimes an unlocked computer is just too good to resist. My co-workers and I have a habit of changing each other's wallpapers. Some of our favorites...

Strawberry Shortcake
anything relating to the Yankees
Harry and the Hendersons
Karate Kid
Oprah
David Hasselhoff in a Speedo

Use MS Word's "Autocorrect" feature to change the automatically change the user's last name to "birdy num-nums"

Change the language setting for the keyboard....

Never done it myself, but reckon it would be a pain in the ass to figure out.

Step 1. Take a screenshot of someone's desktop and use it as the desktop background/wallpaper.
Step 2. Hide the actual task bar and all the users actual desktop icons.
Step 3. Laugh your ass off when the victim keeps wondering why they can't click on anything.

Tried that one, with funtastic results!!!

Once I complained about a bug problem we had in the office. Next thing I knew there was a bug that had been taped to my calculator tape that came through the machine!!! Yuck. My coworkers were laughing their asses off.

Changing all the Nortel phones on site to Chinese is always interesting... nobody can ever remember how to use them without the menus.

The office douchebag at my old job was an avid golfer. He had some retarded golfer man statue or trophy or some shit in his cubicle. It frequently went down my pants. He never knew, but I did. That was good enough for me.

I worked at a vet clinic as an assistant and one day when myself and the other established assistant were training "the new guy" he was sent out to walk the boarding dogs. The first one he walked was a sweet as honey little cocker spaniel that we all adored.
He came back in the back door with an empty leash. "Fido ran away" he said in a slightly breathless voice making absolutely no move to go back outside. For a brief second the other assistant and i treid to compute how his actions were not lining up with what he said- this was VERY VERY BAD. He just lost somebody's dog! As we dropped what was in our hands and went to push him out of the way he blocked the door and started laughing. Turns out the dog's owners had shown up while he was walking her and he put her on their leash to go inside and pay.

Funny now, not at the time.

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Originally posted by MPags:
I Saran-wrapped my boss's car on his last day of work last Friday. He wasn't amused.


Ever gotten a co-worker?

Reserve saran-wrap for the toilet seats.

In our office it was the "The Legend of the Fancy Socks."

The Boss went to Vegas for a "Meeting," but forgot to bring socks. So the Boss bought very expensive socks in Vegas, much to the derision of his employees.

On the way back from Vegas we had the "Great Blackout of 2003." Getting home from the airport was absolutely impossible, so he stayed the night at an employee's house. Somehow the Fancy Socks were left behind when he went home the next day.

The employee washed the socks and wore them into work a few days later. LOUDLY he complained about his socks, propped his feet on the table and horrified the Boss. The Boss demanded his Fancy Socks back. Said employee promised to return them after they had been laundered.

A few days later the Fancy Socks were laundered and smuggled in for another employee who then proceeded to wear them and then loudly complain about the Fancy Socks. (They're socks. What's to complain about?) The Boss was pissed off demanded his socks back. Once again, the socks were promised to be returned to the Boss.

By Thanksgiving, half the damn office had worn the Fancy Socks. A few weeks later at the Office Chistmas Party, the boss was presented with an elegant box tied with a big red bow: the freshly laundered Fancy Socks.

Jet

P.S. The Boss came over to my house last December for a Christmas Party. I told him to take off his shoes and come in. He looked at me horrified, then he took off his very expensive shoes to reaveal . . . the crappiest socks you have ever seen. His toes were sticking out of holes. I laughed my ass off and so did everyone else at the party.

I once ordered a free trial pair of pantyhose off the Internet on behalf of a male coworker to be sent to the office. It was control top in size XXXXXXL, black. Said coworker received the surprise package in the mail and got excited until he opened it.

I only *wish* I worked in a place where people had a sense of humor. My reality is that I work with people who mainly act like they have a corn cob shoved up their rectum.