So.

April Fools fell on a Sunday this year, which technically gives little chance for the dumping of steaming piles of smartass on the desks of cowering COWorkers

But then, technically, I've never let technicalities get in the way of hilarious hilarity.

So what I'm saying is, yes, there were still some shenanigans. It just took a little more planning than usual.

I did something I rarely do, which is stay back late at work on Friday to change one colleague's desktop picture (one of the Windows pre-selects, known as Bliss) and made some subtle alterations…

I also snuck an old Village People record into the top draw of another victim.

Some people felt that was a little mean, because it implies, they said, that I was saying, they said, that the guy is a gay biker.

But that is not what I am saying.

What I am saying is that he looks like a gay biker. That's all. There is a big difference.

And what people don't seem to realise was that the Village People were all about using the power of disco to make a statement about getting on with your fellow man, NOT about getting it on with your fellow man.

It didn't matter whether you were a police officer, soldier, construction worker, cowboy, Indian or gay biker. It didn't matter whether you were black, white or from India.
They preached words of brotherhood, like about how you could catch up at the YMCA, hang out with all the boys, have a shower, a good meal and do what ever you feel. Or join the navy, where new seamen were welcomed with open arms and --hmmmm. You know… Maybe they were just a bunch of homo-loving sapiens after all. I've never really thought about it till now…

Wow. They were Totally Gay.
Who would've thunk it?

Anyway.

Prank #3:

A coworker was going off on a major week-long hiking expedition this weekend.

He was leaving from work on Friday and brought in his backpack. He took only essentials and weighed all his gear, because it was important to travel as light as possible.

He left his pack unguarded, so, really, he was just asking for someone to take two work hammers from the model shop and stick them down the bottom of his bag, wasn't he?

Foolish fool.