I did something childish today.
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A few months ago I was working on a building site in Manchester, the main contractors project manager was a real a
hole, so I nicked his desk keys after locking his draws shut.
Still got the keys now, I was trying to plant them in one of his collegues draws but didn't get the opportunity.
hole, so I nicked his desk keys after locking his draws shut.Still got the keys now, I was trying to plant them in one of his collegues draws but didn't get the opportunity.
The facilities department in my building are quite remarkable, a law unto themselves. NOTICES everywhere warning you of potential hazards, really bossy notices too.
There's one on the conference room that talks of a "Maximum room occupancy of 25" stating that the "Meeting organiser will take full responsibility if this is breached".
A while back one of my DI's was giving a firearms briefing. Basically, telling a room full of large, armed men how they would go about arresting a nasty, armed person.
The DI was taken to one side afterwards by a member of facilities and bked about the capacity infringement.
You couldn't make it up.
As a result, the subversive side of me has taken to printing off various official prohibition signs and placing them at random points around the building. Confuses the fk out of them because they don't know who's put them up and if there's actual danger. A couple recently that got taken down, I think the pigeon was a bridge too far:
There's one on the conference room that talks of a "Maximum room occupancy of 25" stating that the "Meeting organiser will take full responsibility if this is breached".
A while back one of my DI's was giving a firearms briefing. Basically, telling a room full of large, armed men how they would go about arresting a nasty, armed person.
The DI was taken to one side afterwards by a member of facilities and b
ked about the capacity infringement.You couldn't make it up.
As a result, the subversive side of me has taken to printing off various official prohibition signs and placing them at random points around the building. Confuses the f
k out of them because they don't know who's put them up and if there's actual danger. A couple recently that got taken down, I think the pigeon was a bridge too far:carreauchompeur said:
The facilities department in my building are quite remarkable, a law unto themselves. NOTICES everywhere warning you of potential hazards, really bossy notices too.
There's one on the conference room that talks of a "Maximum room occupancy of 25" stating that the "Meeting organiser will take full responsibility if this is breached".
A while back one of my DI's was giving a firearms briefing. Basically, telling a room full of large, armed men how they would go about arresting a nasty, armed person.
The DI was taken to one side afterwards by a member of facilities and bked about the capacity infringement.
You couldn't make it up.
As a result, the subversive side of me has taken to printing off various official prohibition signs and placing them at random points around the building. Confuses the fk out of them because they don't know who's put them up and if there's actual danger. A couple recently that got taken down, I think the pigeon was a bridge too far:
you'll hate this website then - you can add your own text to signs...There's one on the conference room that talks of a "Maximum room occupancy of 25" stating that the "Meeting organiser will take full responsibility if this is breached".
A while back one of my DI's was giving a firearms briefing. Basically, telling a room full of large, armed men how they would go about arresting a nasty, armed person.
The DI was taken to one side afterwards by a member of facilities and b
ked about the capacity infringement.You couldn't make it up.
As a result, the subversive side of me has taken to printing off various official prohibition signs and placing them at random points around the building. Confuses the f
k out of them because they don't know who's put them up and if there's actual danger. A couple recently that got taken down, I think the pigeon was a bridge too far:Dr Murdoch said:
I was on the receiving end...
Mate printed out a full size rear number plate with the number 'GAY 1' on it, during his lunch break he stuck it over my rear number plate.
So I set off unknowingly as I approach my car from the front in the car park, i don't see the back before I drive off.
Off I went travelling on the M25 and M3 getting a few looks, but I just assumed they were checking out my car......
....Only realized when I parked it up at home.
Hats off for the one!
I have had this three, maybe four times now from colleauges at work, its handy when we have a plate machine at work! On my company car, and on my own personal vehicles. Ill let Save Ferris come along in a moment, and put the pictures up! Mate printed out a full size rear number plate with the number 'GAY 1' on it, during his lunch break he stuck it over my rear number plate.
So I set off unknowingly as I approach my car from the front in the car park, i don't see the back before I drive off.
Off I went travelling on the M25 and M3 getting a few looks, but I just assumed they were checking out my car......
....Only realized when I parked it up at home.
Hats off for the one!
Edited by Dr Murdoch on Friday 8th March 10:39
Several years ago during a re-organisation I was clearing the last few things from an office and for some reason decided to use a spare roll of masking tape to mark out the outline of a corpse on the floor.
I forgot all about it - it wasn't until the new deputy director was shown into the room "and this will be your office....." that it got discovered.
He mentioned it in his retirement speech a few years later, so it must have made a good impression.
I forgot all about it - it wasn't until the new deputy director was shown into the room "and this will be your office....." that it got discovered.
He mentioned it in his retirement speech a few years later, so it must have made a good impression.
I was hanging around in a comet store a year or so ago as my mate was buying a fridge.
I managed to jailbreak 4 of their iPhones using the www.jailbreakme.com website.
Even installed a few Cydia apps to help them out.
I managed to jailbreak 4 of their iPhones using the www.jailbreakme.com website.
Even installed a few Cydia apps to help them out.
used to have great fun with the wee white sticky security tabs when working in retail, I used to throw them at the back of people we worked with or in their hair and watch them be searched when leaving the store.
managed in one day to get one woman 5 times including one on the sole of her shoe and bottom of her handbag! priceless!
managed in one day to get one woman 5 times including one on the sole of her shoe and bottom of her handbag! priceless!
Vaggingquick said:
Went in to local Currys and put PistonHeads up on 7 working laptops and 2 tablets, just the opening page, I didn't sign in.
Done anything silly today?
In the very same shop in 1985, and indeed on the same equipment available at the time I did this :Done anything silly today?
10 print "I love Joanna"
20 goto 10
Childish I know, but she thought I was s
t hot at the time!
My Dad mistakenly typed "Sorry for any incontinents caused." In a business email. 
A couple from my advertising days which still make me snigger even now:
A copywriter was daft enough to walk away from his PC leaving a document open. It was a Mother's Day ad for a big financial services client, the headline being 'How much do you value your Mum?' We promptly changed it to 'How much do you value your Bum?' thinking he'd spot it, but no. Neither did the account manager, and it went to the client like that. Strangely enough, the client failed to see the funny side.
Another colleague thought he was a bit of a hit with the ladies. We nicked a load of his business cards from his desk and slipped them into the pockets of drunken wimmins (the ugly ones, natch) in the pubs and bars around the agency where we'd drink after work. Because he had quite a grandiose job title, they called.
A copywriter was daft enough to walk away from his PC leaving a document open. It was a Mother's Day ad for a big financial services client, the headline being 'How much do you value your Mum?' We promptly changed it to 'How much do you value your Bum?' thinking he'd spot it, but no. Neither did the account manager, and it went to the client like that. Strangely enough, the client failed to see the funny side.
Another colleague thought he was a bit of a hit with the ladies. We nicked a load of his business cards from his desk and slipped them into the pockets of drunken wimmins (the ugly ones, natch) in the pubs and bars around the agency where we'd drink after work. Because he had quite a grandiose job title, they called.
I set up an email account in my colleague's manager's name. Myself and another trainee then emailed said colleague saying he couldn't have his annual leave anymore (2 weeks abroad, fully paid for. Wife gave him hell until it was booked).
Considering we're both new and in our training period, it was quite difficult getting the AL approved.
His face was priceless, and i'm sure he felt his world had collapsed and he knew it wouldn't have any testicles left by the end of the day.
Considering we're both new and in our training period, it was quite difficult getting the AL approved.
His face was priceless, and i'm sure he felt his world had collapsed and he knew it wouldn't have any testicles left by the end of the day.
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