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I suppose they had nothing left to murder you with.
Ouch.
At a previous job, anyone who's birthday it was would often be leaving at 10pm only to find their car pallet wrapped............
I've also seen snow used to fill a tool box. The revenge was dirty engine oil used to fill the other guys tool box.
Whitefish shoved in a car's heater box.
Funniest was the time a tech,was fooled into thinking we were all having drugs tests and had to take a urine sample upstairs. Shame the "urine" was apple juice......
Same tech didn't know what was wrong with a car, and it was suggested he looked for a "flux capacitor".
Worst (I didn't do this) was the guy who had his motorcycle helmet shat in. Mind he was huge bellend.........
Ringleader of the Cambridge cartel, pedal champ and king of the dirt boxes (down to 21)
When I was at college, we used to have a maths tutorial at the hostel one evening a week. The lecturer, Gordon Bennett (yes, really), never had a car licence, instead he used a varied collection of 3-wheeled Reliants as transport. While he was doing his tutorial, the usual trick was for a couple of students to pick the back of his plastic pig up, and place just enough bricks under the axle to lift one wheel off the ground. When Gordon got into the pig and tried to drive off, one wheel would spin, and he got nowhere, all this to the delight of the accumulated students stood watching and hooting with laughter. After this happened a few weeks on the trot, several students were disciplined by the college. The following week, a load of them went out, picked up his Reliant, carried it up the road, and hid it round the back of a parade of shops. Gordon thought it had been stolen and called the local police, who seemed to find it more than a bit amusing, and although he eventually found the pig after an hour or so, the maths tutorials ceased from then on.
Many years ago, I used to do contract work. I was working in Tilbury power station whilst it was shut down. Me and my mate Mick were in a 'dead space' checking the thickness of the high pressure steam piping with various instruments, and would mark those that needed cutting out and replacing. Then the welders would come round, cut the offending bend out, and TIG weld a new one in. The bloke that did the welding was a right mouthy, cocky bastard, and would tell anyone who would listen how he was the world's best welder, which was incredibly irritating, even if it were true. One day, I crawled over to where the welder had just welded a new bend in, and commented how incredibly brilliant his weld was, and how it must be fantastic to be as skilful as him, and I'd love to have a go at it, but as I couldn't weld, I'd be sure to make a complete arse of the job. As expected, he thought I was taking the piss, and could weld. He did no more, but took his apron, gloves and helmet off, handed to me, and said "There you go, try that one, then. I lined all the kit up, and made the absolute worst weld you'd ever seen, it looked like a collection of metal peas perched on the top of the pipe. "Well, that's pretty good for me, thanks for letting me have a go," says I. "Fuck me, you cant weld!" says the welder. "No, I told you I couldn't," replied yours truly. "Fucking hell", he screamed, "The auditors will be round in a minute, if they see this I'll lose my job, have you got a grinder?" No, neither me or my mate had a grinder.
He shot out of the dead space like he'd been fired from a cannon. We were 177 feet up, with God knows how many stairs down. Mick got out of the dead space and watched the bloke sprinting across the car park to the shed for a grinder, I was incapable of any action, I was laughing so much. When the bloke got back he looked like he'd just run a marathon and was about to pass out, he dived into the dead space, and began cutting out the shite welding that I'd done, managing to do it just in time before the auditors came round.
We never heard him mention the incident to anyone, and strangely enough, he ceased boasting about his welding prowess, too.
Slightly puerile, this one: I used to work for a plant hire company for a couple of years. Every Friday afternoon, my mate used to get about 40 feet of thick blue tissue paper that they used to soak up oil and grease, and tie it to the back axle of the manager's car. We then used to sit in the pub at the top of the road with a pint, and watch as the manager drove past trailing the blue paper behind him. Every Monday morning, he used to bollock us for doing, it, but by Friday, he'd forgotten, and we'd do it again. More later.
By me and others:
- At a previous employer, a company run by husband and wife who faced each other on two big desks. Swapped the wireless mouse receivers over so they both experienced random mouse movement at once.
- If you have access to the mail server you can sign your boss up for spam AND confirm that you really want it.
- Electrician sent overalls to have length adjusted by 4". Somebody added a 1 to the form --> cool knee-length overalls.
- Pretend legs sticking out from under a skip.
- Filling newlywed colleague's car with polystyrene packing chips. It took months to find them all.
- During winter and on the night shift, spend all night pouring cold water on someone's windscreen, building up an impenetrable ice wall for them to find as they go home at 6am.
- A company with a furnace that used to have a life-size dummy made of rags on an upper platform. Sent a noob up to get a spanner on the night shift, and someone was up there dressed in the dummy's clothes.
Swopping number plates from front to back is common.
I cannot possible comment on who made the "Chris" and "Helmet" plates which are currently adorning the workshop wall
:-?Ringleader of the Cambridge cartel, pedal champ and king of the dirt boxes (down to 21)
Curry powder in the air vents is a fantastic joke if he doesn't turn the heating on until he's on the motorway, then it gets in his eyes.
Cable tying someone's leg to the seat is really funny, too, especially when they stand up, fall over and tear their knee leaving them permanently crippled. Even better if they hit their head on something on the way down and end up brain damaged.
Luckily there are lawyers who see the funny side too.
"Take these three items, some WD-40, a vise grip, and a roll of duct tape. Any man worth his salt can fix almost any problem with this stuff alone." - Walt Kowalski
"Only two things are infinite - the universe, and human stupidity. And I'm not sure about the universe." - Albert Einstein
Several employees decided that a colleague was behaving badly. So they bought a hat that was identical to his (see, a long time ago) except that it was a size larger. every few days, they swapped the hats around.
It ended when they found out that he'd been to the doctor convinced that his head was expanding and shrinking.