Well, I just had a minor prank collapse around me. Somebody's cell phone was blasting the electronically flattened strains of Étud down the hall a few minutes ago, and as is usually the case with 'creative' cell phone tunes, it wasn't getting answered nearly fast enough. In fact, it wasn't getting answered at all. So I trotted over to see what gives, and noticed it was Jo's phone. And since I'm nothing if not passive aggressive, I decided to josh around and send a message at the same time. So I started wrapping the cell phone in successive ovals of paper, taped from different angles, with the intention of writing 'Cell Phone Muffler' on it. It should've only taken like 90 seconds. But within moments, her other land-line office phone started ringing. And since nobody else was around, it was my responsibility to answer the call (we answer each other's calls, you see). Except her office phone is this souped up, special-access thing with a headset and a triple-action signal switch that I have no idea how to operate. So I immediately dropped the first caller. I figured 'aw crud', they'll call back. And they did. Instantly. So I jogged to the next office to pick it up by way of another phone I knew how to operate. I got off that call and ran back to finish the muffler before she got back. But while the pen was in my hand ready to write the punch line, the office Borg phone rang again. As I leaped across the hall to pick this next call up, I saw the mark walking back to her desk. RRRRGHH! So I stomped a couple times and transfered the call back to her desk, with the paper mess around her cell phone just looking like random sabotage. Pfooey.
:: waves to Jo ::
...I know you read this...
:: dives for cover ::
Don't let it bother you Jeremy. At least half of my evil plans go awry. Usually, of course, my evil plans involve more than messing with a co-worker's cellular phone, but I guess we each have to find our own, uh... yeah. Where was I again?