An Episode of The Office

I really like my job. The atmosphere is very relaxed, the people are super cool, and it really makes all the difference. I've worked at places where the people were less than bearable, and it makes it so much harder to want to go to work. But I'm glad this is not the case right now. But after a long week, sometimes you need a way to blow off some steam, and in the office, this usually means we’re all yelling out song requests to S, we're sharing stories of our most klutzy moments or discussing the immigration issues in Australia. But this Friday was a little bit different...

So there's this guy, let's call him M. Nice guy, dresses well (not the metrosexual v-neck kind of guy, more of the tweed jacket, 3-piecer kind), musician...did I mention: Hairpin terrorist? Joker? South Park watcher? But he's cool.

So M decided to go on holiday, leaving his sweet coworkers alone for an entire week. But you see - he planned his trip quite well - he left the day before his birthday. And we could not let him come back without planning an elaborate 'Welcome Back M' morning. And being the prankster bunch that we are *cough* the welcome back had to be ...well...Entertaining :p

It took about 6 people to stand around his cubicle and ensure that the “Desk Of Terror” Project was executed properly. So his shelves have been moved about a half foot up the cubicle wall (which, knowing his nature, will drive him Up The Wall! hahaha).
His computer screen unplugged and turned over. His chair replaced. Contents of his drawers either switched (one to the other) or stolen/misplaced.

His mouse covered in at least 100 rubber bands!!! Which, no matter how he decides to remove them: plucking them off, cutting them, using his teeth, a blowtorch, it will take a significant amount of time. He will get through this. After the initial shock and horror upon seeing the mouse, and then the proud, accomplished feeling once he’s done. The horror will linger – he will soon find that the mouse does not function anymore. The batteries have been taken out and been *cough* misplaced... Hahahaha

Too bad our resident IT guy was not in. Otherwise his telephone would read "one very entertaining nickname" he has, every time he dialed an office extension. :P

To top it all off --- his "Do Not Touch Me" orange juice has been removed from its original carton and poured into S's "Do Not Touch Me" mango juice bottle. The former replaced with water, to conserve the weight, and illusion that the juice is still there.

Ahhhh... I can't wait for Monday morning! There might be pictures taken, video recorded, laughter, tears [from the laughter] .. oh! and I can only imagine what the payback prank will be!