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Practical jokes
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There's some funny people on here, and I imagine more than one practical joker.
Fess up to your best practical jokes - either as victim or joker.
I was well and truly "had" years ago. I was selling the contents of a dead person's house through a well known firm of auctioneers. On the day of the auction I walked into the office and the boss said "Mr Peacock called from XYZ Ltd. First name, Drew". I called the firm back and it was only after I heard the receptionist tannoy that we had both been the victim of a rather puerile joke. I made my boss call her back and apologise. It's an old one now, but funny at the time.
Over to you......
Fess up to your best practical jokes - either as victim or joker.
I was well and truly "had" years ago. I was selling the contents of a dead person's house through a well known firm of auctioneers. On the day of the auction I walked into the office and the boss said "Mr Peacock called from XYZ Ltd. First name, Drew". I called the firm back and it was only after I heard the receptionist tannoy that we had both been the victim of a rather puerile joke. I made my boss call her back and apologise. It's an old one now, but funny at the time.
Over to you......
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.Many decades ago I 'got' Big Sis. She had been moaning to the family that she had to book a Friday off work to have her electricity meter reading taken. She lives out in the country. When I popped home for my lunch I banked on the fact that the meter reader would not turn up until afternoon. I packed my mouth with wadding and phoned Big Sis to inform her (in a snootier voice than I usually employ) that the meter reader's van had broken down some 20 miles away from her and even if the recovery man got it going again, he would then go home as it was POET'S day and he was looking forward to his weekend. Could we book another day? I blame my loss of hearing from that phone call onwards. She exploded and would not stop ranting. It took me minutes to interrupt her onslaught and then she couldn't grasp that it was me not the utility calling her. Some 40 years on sher now laughs at the anecdote ;o)
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A number of years ago, Jacobs were running an advert on TV for it's fig rolls and the character in it was called Jim Figgerty. We had a salesman who boasted he could sell snow to the Eskimos and so we left a message on his desk. there was a telephone number and the contact name. when the salesman discovered he had rang Jacobs factory and had asked for Jim Figgerty, we found his swearing was better then his selling.
A friend who was a bookkeeper for a local taxi firm had agreed to man the switchboard one Christmas Day morning. She was then going to another friend's house for lunch at 2.00 p.m. The common interest between us was dogs - particularly GSDs. I phoned the taxi firm, employing a brummie accent this time, to book a taxi for my dog and self. Knowing she had taken her GSD to work that day, we had a grand old chat about the breed and I had to admit that my dog was a little nervous of strangers. I steadfastly ignored her pleas for my address but eventually gave her the address as where she was eating her Christmas lunch. The phone went so quiet I could hear her dog breathing in the background. Thank goodness for shared soh's :o)
I worked at Hepworths the Tailors in the Head office in the late 1950's, The new factory workers were sent to get checked cotton.
My daughter was walking around B&Q with her husband and young daughter when he went inside a garden shed to look around, and she locked him in the shed, My daughter and her little girl walked past the shed 3 or 4 times he was knocking on the window of the shed. Granddaughter was saying "Mummy, Daddy is in the shed" until she eventually unlocked the door. I don't think he forgave her for that.
My daughter was walking around B&Q with her husband and young daughter when he went inside a garden shed to look around, and she locked him in the shed, My daughter and her little girl walked past the shed 3 or 4 times he was knocking on the window of the shed. Granddaughter was saying "Mummy, Daddy is in the shed" until she eventually unlocked the door. I don't think he forgave her for that.
A few years back my friend was working away from home and she gave me her keys to look after her flat. She had loads of soft toys so I left a note for her saying 'the boys fancied a wee night. I said it'd be ok, hope they didn't make a mess'. I then got all her soft toys, lots of empty beer and half full spirit bottles, cigarettes and a pool of fake vomit and arranged the soft toys all over the living room - some in very graphic positions, some lying beside empties, one with the vodka and the vomit etc. When she came home she didn't know what the hell had happened, but she found it so funny she took tons of photos :)