Don't mess with Steve's desk!
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Quite, I don't see how someone not finding a prank funny is somehow their fault.
I didn't say it was their fault, I was amused by the irony of two Steve's reacting to desk tampering. The coincidence tickled me. Obviously there are two of you who are disgusted with this gentle reverie.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
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I didn't say it was their fault, I was amused by the irony of two Steve's reacting to desk tampering. The coincidence tickled me. Obviously there are two of you who are disgusted with this gentle reverie.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
ChrisElston wrote:
gentle reverie.
Let me shit on your desk and then everyone can laugh at your reaction and then I will call it gentle reverie. You did ask us for our opinions and I gave you mine. :)
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ChrisElston wrote:
gentle reverie.
Let me shit on your desk and then everyone can laugh at your reaction and then I will call it gentle reverie. You did ask us for our opinions and I gave you mine. :)
wait a sec, sh*tting on desks is reserved for a$$hole bosses desks on your last day with a company!
Pete
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Slacker007 wrote:
My question to you would be, what did all these Steve's do to you that makes you want to prank them so badly.
You think that is badly? The first Steve was one of the biggest pranksters I have ever worked with, it was just this one occasion with his desk that he didn't take well. The second has been more than happy to join in with others being done, didn't seem to like being on the wrong end though. And I have been done in various ways many, many times.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
ChrisElston wrote:
And I have been done in various ways many, many times.
Heh heh! :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
Pete
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A couple of years ago I worked with a lad called Steve, one day before he came in we wrapped everything on his desk in this sort of large blue toilet roll stuff we use for cleaning. Monitor, keyboard, phone, mouse, tower, chair, photos, everything. He walked in, uttered two words, each of one syllable, one very rude before turning round, walking out and going home again. Last night I tried a different Steve. We had a pile of about a hundred CDs (msdn ones mostly) that needed disposing of so after he went home I tiled his desk with them. Just placed on every available space, it is not like I grouted them or anything. Apparently it did not go down well this morning, but at least he is still here. Has anyone else played a prank on someone called Steve that has not been appreciated? Or do you know a Steve who can take the joke? Is your name Steve, and how do you think you would react? There is one more Steve here, but he is into hunting and eating what he catches, and is very proficient with gun and knife so I am carrying out no further tests for now.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
Have you tried this steve[^]? I bet he likes people playing jokes on him.
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ChrisElston wrote:
gentle reverie.
Let me shit on your desk and then everyone can laugh at your reaction and then I will call it gentle reverie. You did ask us for our opinions and I gave you mine. :)
The gentle reverie of which I spoke was the tale of the two Steves, not the act of desk desecration. This is becoming hard work. Anyway as a penance I just bought Second Steve a bottle of his favourite beer and he is beaming from ear to ear.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
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The gentle reverie of which I spoke was the tale of the two Steves, not the act of desk desecration. This is becoming hard work. Anyway as a penance I just bought Second Steve a bottle of his favourite beer and he is beaming from ear to ear.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
ChrisElston wrote:
This is becoming hard work.
:-D No hard feelings.
ChrisElston wrote:
not the act of desk desecration
I was making a point...failed, I think, but a point none the less. :)
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ChrisElston wrote:
This is becoming hard work.
:-D No hard feelings.
ChrisElston wrote:
not the act of desk desecration
I was making a point...failed, I think, but a point none the less. :)
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If you curl one off on my desk I'll be impressed if you manage to make any discernible point.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
:laugh:
-- You don't hire a handyman to build a house, you hire a specialist.
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So you turn up to work one day, lots to do, meetings to attend, deadlines to meet, only to find that someone has wrapped everything on your desk so you are going to have to spend at least an hour unwrapping everything. Being pissed off sounds like a perfectly normal reaction to me.
Amen to that. I don't mind a little practical joke every now and then, but wrapping up everything in someone's office goes beyond that. The first time I saw it happen in my work area, I gently let the folks involved know that I would be most unappreciative if it happened to my cubicle. Fortunately, I work with a great bunch of people, so they have always honored my wishes.
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So you turn up to work one day, lots to do, meetings to attend, deadlines to meet, only to find that someone has wrapped everything on your desk so you are going to have to spend at least an hour unwrapping everything. Being pissed off sounds like a perfectly normal reaction to me.
If it does not happen every day, then just get over it. Getting angry makes you look like a fool and please the pranksters so much that they will surely do it again. Like always: Don't feed the trolls.
"I just exchanged opinions with my boss. I went in with mine and came out with his." - me, 2011 ---
I am endeavoring, Madam, to construct a mnemonic memory circuit using stone knives and bearskins - Mr. Spock 1935 and me 2011 -
A couple of years ago I worked with a lad called Steve, one day before he came in we wrapped everything on his desk in this sort of large blue toilet roll stuff we use for cleaning. Monitor, keyboard, phone, mouse, tower, chair, photos, everything. He walked in, uttered two words, each of one syllable, one very rude before turning round, walking out and going home again. Last night I tried a different Steve. We had a pile of about a hundred CDs (msdn ones mostly) that needed disposing of so after he went home I tiled his desk with them. Just placed on every available space, it is not like I grouted them or anything. Apparently it did not go down well this morning, but at least he is still here. Has anyone else played a prank on someone called Steve that has not been appreciated? Or do you know a Steve who can take the joke? Is your name Steve, and how do you think you would react? There is one more Steve here, but he is into hunting and eating what he catches, and is very proficient with gun and knife so I am carrying out no further tests for now.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
ChrisElston wrote:
into hunting and eating what he catches, and is very proficient with gun and knife so I am carrying out no further tests for now.
good call!
If your actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, do more and become more, you are a leader." - John Quincy Adams
You must accept one of two basic premises: Either we are alone in the universe, or we are not alone in the universe. And either way, the implications are staggering” - Wernher von Braun -
A couple of years ago I worked with a lad called Steve, one day before he came in we wrapped everything on his desk in this sort of large blue toilet roll stuff we use for cleaning. Monitor, keyboard, phone, mouse, tower, chair, photos, everything. He walked in, uttered two words, each of one syllable, one very rude before turning round, walking out and going home again. Last night I tried a different Steve. We had a pile of about a hundred CDs (msdn ones mostly) that needed disposing of so after he went home I tiled his desk with them. Just placed on every available space, it is not like I grouted them or anything. Apparently it did not go down well this morning, but at least he is still here. Has anyone else played a prank on someone called Steve that has not been appreciated? Or do you know a Steve who can take the joke? Is your name Steve, and how do you think you would react? There is one more Steve here, but he is into hunting and eating what he catches, and is very proficient with gun and knife so I am carrying out no further tests for now.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
Brings this scene from Pulp Fiction to mind: Lance: Still got your desk? Steve: Aw, man. You know what some fucker did the other day? Lance: What? Steve: Fucking keyed it. Lance: Oh, man, that's fucked up. Steve: Tell me about it. I had it in storage for three years, it was out for five days and some dickless piece of shit fucked with it. Lance: They should be fucking killed. No trial, no jury, straight to execution. Steve: Boy, I wish I could've caught him doing it. I'd have given anything to catch that asshole doing it. It'd been worth him doing it just so I could've caught him doing it. Lance: What a fucker! Steve: What's more chicken shit than fucking with a man's desk? I mean, don't fuck with another man's desk. Lance: You don't do it. Steve: It's just against the rules. :-D P.S. My desk is my lap, so don't mess with it!
- S 50 cups of coffee and you know it's on! Code, follow, or get out of the way.
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If it does not happen every day, then just get over it. Getting angry makes you look like a fool and please the pranksters so much that they will surely do it again. Like always: Don't feed the trolls.
"I just exchanged opinions with my boss. I went in with mine and came out with his." - me, 2011 ---
I am endeavoring, Madam, to construct a mnemonic memory circuit using stone knives and bearskins - Mr. Spock 1935 and me 2011CDP1802 wrote:
Like always: Don't feed the trolls.
Even better: don't be an asshole and prank people.
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A couple of years ago I worked with a lad called Steve, one day before he came in we wrapped everything on his desk in this sort of large blue toilet roll stuff we use for cleaning. Monitor, keyboard, phone, mouse, tower, chair, photos, everything. He walked in, uttered two words, each of one syllable, one very rude before turning round, walking out and going home again. Last night I tried a different Steve. We had a pile of about a hundred CDs (msdn ones mostly) that needed disposing of so after he went home I tiled his desk with them. Just placed on every available space, it is not like I grouted them or anything. Apparently it did not go down well this morning, but at least he is still here. Has anyone else played a prank on someone called Steve that has not been appreciated? Or do you know a Steve who can take the joke? Is your name Steve, and how do you think you would react? There is one more Steve here, but he is into hunting and eating what he catches, and is very proficient with gun and knife so I am carrying out no further tests for now.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
I don't know if this is read or not, but this prank had me rolling: [^]
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A couple of years ago I worked with a lad called Steve, one day before he came in we wrapped everything on his desk in this sort of large blue toilet roll stuff we use for cleaning. Monitor, keyboard, phone, mouse, tower, chair, photos, everything. He walked in, uttered two words, each of one syllable, one very rude before turning round, walking out and going home again. Last night I tried a different Steve. We had a pile of about a hundred CDs (msdn ones mostly) that needed disposing of so after he went home I tiled his desk with them. Just placed on every available space, it is not like I grouted them or anything. Apparently it did not go down well this morning, but at least he is still here. Has anyone else played a prank on someone called Steve that has not been appreciated? Or do you know a Steve who can take the joke? Is your name Steve, and how do you think you would react? There is one more Steve here, but he is into hunting and eating what he catches, and is very proficient with gun and knife so I am carrying out no further tests for now.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
Wow, lotta people seem to dislike pranking. I've been working from a home office for nearly 20 years now so I guess I'm out of touch. Seems like it's all in good fun to me. If someone trusts you enough to think they can prank you without you getting all upset with them, well, that's a friend I want to have. I say, prank 'em back! If you wrapped my office in blue towels, you'd find your mouse hot glued to your desktop one day soon after. (Removable glue of course!) So long as it doesn't get hurtful, spiteful, or dangerous, it just sounds like good office fun and comraderie to me. Humm, too bad I only know one guy named Steve and he's a couple thousand miles away.
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A couple of years ago I worked with a lad called Steve, one day before he came in we wrapped everything on his desk in this sort of large blue toilet roll stuff we use for cleaning. Monitor, keyboard, phone, mouse, tower, chair, photos, everything. He walked in, uttered two words, each of one syllable, one very rude before turning round, walking out and going home again. Last night I tried a different Steve. We had a pile of about a hundred CDs (msdn ones mostly) that needed disposing of so after he went home I tiled his desk with them. Just placed on every available space, it is not like I grouted them or anything. Apparently it did not go down well this morning, but at least he is still here. Has anyone else played a prank on someone called Steve that has not been appreciated? Or do you know a Steve who can take the joke? Is your name Steve, and how do you think you would react? There is one more Steve here, but he is into hunting and eating what he catches, and is very proficient with gun and knife so I am carrying out no further tests for now.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
Back in the days of punched cards, I took a boot box full of them from the data center and coated the interior and exterior of a coworker's car with 2" thick layer of punches for his birthday. Unfortunately it rained and he let it dry before trying to remove the punches on the outside. It had turned to paper mache and hard as a rock. It took some paint off when he removed it. On the interior, he complained he went through untold quarters pumping them into the vacuum cleaner at the car wash. Later that day he had to turn on the ventilation and punches flew out of the vents and he had to start vacuuming all over again. Luckily he thought it was enemy of his who had done it.
Psychosis at 10 Film at 11
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A couple of years ago I worked with a lad called Steve, one day before he came in we wrapped everything on his desk in this sort of large blue toilet roll stuff we use for cleaning. Monitor, keyboard, phone, mouse, tower, chair, photos, everything. He walked in, uttered two words, each of one syllable, one very rude before turning round, walking out and going home again. Last night I tried a different Steve. We had a pile of about a hundred CDs (msdn ones mostly) that needed disposing of so after he went home I tiled his desk with them. Just placed on every available space, it is not like I grouted them or anything. Apparently it did not go down well this morning, but at least he is still here. Has anyone else played a prank on someone called Steve that has not been appreciated? Or do you know a Steve who can take the joke? Is your name Steve, and how do you think you would react? There is one more Steve here, but he is into hunting and eating what he catches, and is very proficient with gun and knife so I am carrying out no further tests for now.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
Funky Jeff was a cool funky guy, into the city life and a self described metrosexual. It didn't take long for me to realize he was easy to poke fun at. One day I put small piece of scotch tape over the contacts on the connector of the ethernet cable for his workstation. We waited a while for him to return but it was worth it. We had an open office with no cubicle walls. It took him seconds to realize he was offline, and from then on we watched him troubleshoot from his workstation, reboot, check the switch reboot that, take the cable out and put back in (he didn't see the tape), check the connections at the other end, and after several minutes of him stomping around and swapping cables and getting more and more frustrated he saw the tape and immediately looked at me! Why me!! LOL. He was very grumpy about and actually very pissed off. To this day I still laugh at it. Another time, he returned to his desk to find that I rotated his workstation's video output 180 degrees using the video card control panel. We had new workstations, so it took him a while to figure that one out. He didn't get pissed off this time, so it was as funny.
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A couple of years ago I worked with a lad called Steve, one day before he came in we wrapped everything on his desk in this sort of large blue toilet roll stuff we use for cleaning. Monitor, keyboard, phone, mouse, tower, chair, photos, everything. He walked in, uttered two words, each of one syllable, one very rude before turning round, walking out and going home again. Last night I tried a different Steve. We had a pile of about a hundred CDs (msdn ones mostly) that needed disposing of so after he went home I tiled his desk with them. Just placed on every available space, it is not like I grouted them or anything. Apparently it did not go down well this morning, but at least he is still here. Has anyone else played a prank on someone called Steve that has not been appreciated? Or do you know a Steve who can take the joke? Is your name Steve, and how do you think you would react? There is one more Steve here, but he is into hunting and eating what he catches, and is very proficient with gun and knife so I am carrying out no further tests for now.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
Years ago where I worked, we had one individual in our group, "Glen", who dressed the same every day. White short-sleeve shirt, pocket protector and black pants. Think Dilbert in real life. 5 days a week. I am not exageratting. Halloween rolled around one year and it was on a Friday. We talked amongst our group and got the vast majority of the people in our section of the office, 30 or so, to dress as close to him as possible. The day rolled around, we were sitting in one cube area talking early in the day when "Glen" walked around the corner. He sat down on a the edge of a little table. We just continued with our converstaion. He took a look around at everybody, smiled and said "You guys are looking pretty sharp today!".
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So you turn up to work one day, lots to do, meetings to attend, deadlines to meet, only to find that someone has wrapped everything on your desk so you are going to have to spend at least an hour unwrapping everything. Being pissed off sounds like a perfectly normal reaction to me.
Good sense should be in place here, if you don't know the pranked schedule don't prank him so he looses too much time. I disagree with people that think pranksters are $#$%@#. But they do need to respect short fused people and don't do it again when they realize that someone is short fused. When done in a healthy way, pranks are a great way to lighten up the mood of the work environment and I really support it. Here where I work, we only prank people that we know are light minded and we have lots of fun with it. And what usually happens is that pranksters are also pranked.
