Practical Joke

[BRMyers]

Over the years we have done the traditional type of practical jokes. Newlyweds go on honeymoon, come home and all the labels are missing on their can goods, sugar and salt have been switched around. Nothing bad, just mischievous.

 

[/pine]

Put a rubber band around the sprayer button on a kitchen sink faucet and point it straight across the sink...it usually hits them in the mid section as soon as the faucet is used...

 

[orangeandgreen]

A zip tie or 2 around a drive shaft makes a hard to find noise when a worker leaves a factory.:mur:

 

[turnkey4099]

Or a hundred yards of flight line....

Or a bucket of prop wash...

 

[k0ua]

A zip tie or 2 around a drive shaft makes a hard to find noise when a worker leaves a factory.:mur:

And how would you feel, if when the poor fella takes it to a dealership and tells them he thinks a U joint is shot? They are likely to replace the U joint and cut off the tye wrap and present him with a big bill. More likely than not. Even if they are totally honest, and cut off the tye-wrap, they are still going to soak him for the diagnostic fee. He has no choice but to pay it. So you all are going to take up a collection to pay his repair bills? Or are you just gonna snort and say "Idiot should have figured it out on his own!" And what do the rest of the workers and yourself gain when he leaves? The "Joy" of knowing you caused someone trouble? The Devils work must be done? And you guys are the instrument ordained to do it? Where is the "pleasure'"/Joy/good feelings? Do you hate this person and wish to cause them pain? If so, why not confront them coming around a corner and ambush them and knock them to the ground. You know like the knockout "game". Somehow that seems more honest than some subterfuge of car tampering. Which by the way in most states can run the gamut from Misdemeanor to Felony. I do not understand and I suppose I never will understand "practical" jokes. Taking pleasure by causing misery to others. Perhaps someone could explain it to me in detail. The psychologist have a name for it. Schadenfreude. It is a pathological condition.

Schadenfreude - Wikipedia

I would ask you to think the next time the urge to hurt or humiliate someone comes over you. Why am I doing this? What will I or others gain from this? What will be the result to the "victim" ? What other unforeseen/unintended harm will this cause? This rant is not just meant for you, it is meant for everyone that has ever done a "practical" joke on someone. Think about why you did it, and the results. Thank you, rant off.

 

[oosik]

Last place I worked. Made very large industrial HVAC units. The guys would put grease on the fuzzy end of a long Q-tip - insert in an air nozzle - shoot across the shop at a target on the wall. This was all sport until one of the Q-tips went astray and stuck in a coworkers back.

The injured party was a Russian fellow. One of four that worked at the facility. Understood & spoke very little English. I think his first intentions were to rip the arm off the offender. He was VERY big, VERY strong and probably would have done it. Several intervened and settled the situation down.

Not another Q-tip was fired in all the time I remained there.

 

[Deere Dude]

At work some maintenance guys would go downstairs where we had a industrial sized digital scale. It was time for me to weigh in and I seemed about 20# heavier than normal, then I noticed our portly sized helper had his foot on the scale. We laughed about it. The helper jumped on and I put my leg on the scale and he weighed 40# more than he thought he was supposed to. We went to a different scale and I put my foot on the scale again and it stopped withing a pound or so of the first one. We went to yet another scale and I repeated and had just the right weight added again.

The next day we all met and went through the same process but just on one scale and he was over weight again. That night he went home and told his honey he was beginning a very strict diet and didn't eat supper or breakfast. He didn't have a scale at home or the gig would have been up. That next morning he somehow weighed about 5 pounds more than before and he was getting excitable.

That day he weighed himself when I wasn't around, then the light bulb came on and we all had a good laugh about it.