Don't mess with Steve's desk!
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Change your boss: no sense of humour... :sigh: Alternatively, blame him to his boss... (risky, but could work!)
Real men don't use instructions. They are only the manufacturers opinion on how to put the thing together. Manfred R. Bihy: "Looks as if OP is learning resistant."
Office pranks are just stupid timewasters. Once you start down this road, it is the end of productivity. Even if you stay late to perpetrate the prank, the prank-ee has to clean it up during work. Plus they'll want to retaliate, and soon nothing but pranks are getting done. It's not about humor at all. Humor is a dilbert cartoon apropos the situation, or a particularly twisted pun. Making a mess that takes an hour to clean up is just vandalism. The vandals will automatically accuse any who disagree of being humorless drones. It's how you know who they are.
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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.
Well his name was not steve but he was on of those cubical nazi's with massive religions overtones and was always ready to remind you of such or how you are not living up to his standards. You know the type, takes offense to any personal cubical stuff unless it was his religion. We found out he was scared of clowns, so we set up his computer so that when it started the startup sound and image was from Stephen King's IT, with the volume wide open. He knocked down two cubical walls before he managed to get out of the rolling chair and when he got to the front door at a dead run, someone with a clown mask was on the other side of the door looking in. Took them about 30 minutes to get him calmed down. He just kept running in circles. We felt bad for about half a second then decided that in his best interest we would either give him a nervous breakdown or cure him of his clown phobia. Over the next couple of years we would randomly set something up, with similar results.
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Office pranks are just stupid timewasters. Once you start down this road, it is the end of productivity. Even if you stay late to perpetrate the prank, the prank-ee has to clean it up during work. Plus they'll want to retaliate, and soon nothing but pranks are getting done. It's not about humor at all. Humor is a dilbert cartoon apropos the situation, or a particularly twisted pun. Making a mess that takes an hour to clean up is just vandalism. The vandals will automatically accuse any who disagree of being humorless drones. It's how you know who they are.
Member 2941392 wrote:
The vandals will automatically accuse any who disagree of being humorless drones. It's how you know who they are
...or will double bluff by claiming it is "just stupid timewasting..." Hmmm...
Real men don't use instructions. They are only the manufacturers opinion on how to put the thing together. Manfred R. Bihy: "Looks as if OP is learning resistant."
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Well his name was not steve but he was on of those cubical nazi's with massive religions overtones and was always ready to remind you of such or how you are not living up to his standards. You know the type, takes offense to any personal cubical stuff unless it was his religion. We found out he was scared of clowns, so we set up his computer so that when it started the startup sound and image was from Stephen King's IT, with the volume wide open. He knocked down two cubical walls before he managed to get out of the rolling chair and when he got to the front door at a dead run, someone with a clown mask was on the other side of the door looking in. Took them about 30 minutes to get him calmed down. He just kept running in circles. We felt bad for about half a second then decided that in his best interest we would either give him a nervous breakdown or cure him of his clown phobia. Over the next couple of years we would randomly set something up, with similar results.
That was genius. I was at uni with a lad with a fear of sticky things. He thinks it stems from getting sticky medicine spilt on him as a sick child. Regardless of the reason you find out something like that about someone at uni you are going to play on it. They once wrapped sticky tape around his door handle with the sticky side out and he couldn't get into his room. Just little things like that that were a big deal to him. Thankfully he took it well and was eventually cured of his phobia when he became a pest catcher / exterminator after leaving uni and had to work with some very sticky substances on a daily basis.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
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Have you kept that link for 15 years?
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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.
Some of my favourite harmless ones: - Sticker over mouse laser (or remove battery from wireless mouse) - Change keyboard layout in regional settings - E-mail confession of undying love to coworker, victim usually only realises the plot when they receive a rejection letter. hehe - Wallpaper screenshot, as mentioned earlier - Mouse settings - (Clicklock keeps them busy for a while) - Accessibility settings on windows login (this is not really fair, the victim DID lock their workstation) - Swap laptop locks between desks, works especially well in a large open-plan office
