When the doors opened, I said ‘we can only take two of you’. One person got on, the doors closed, someone behind me chuckled, and we went on to the 5th floor. One particularly busy Friday, the doors open on the sixth floor, and I announced to the usual line up: ‘we have enough room for one of you’. When the door would open, everyone in the situation would stare at each other and be paralyzed with social anxiety about the right thing to do. The elevator would stop at EVERY single floor and when the doors would open, we would see a line up of people looking disappointed, the doors would close and we would move on. Everyone in the building would try and leave on the elevators at 5 pm, every single day. I worked on the seventh floor of an office building. He swore revenge although he still hasn't made his move.īest April Fool's prank I'll probably ever play. I finally fessed up at the end of the day. He spent the rest of the day trying to figure out who had done it meanwhile, people from all around the office came to behold my handiwork. Finally he just started cracking up laughing, and put on one of the more "understated" outfits. He sort of grunted a hello at me, opened the closet door, and just stood there for probably 10-15 seconds trying to wrap his brain around what was in front of him. Finally, he emerged wearing his jeans and t-shirt. His secretary told me that he'd been having a pretty rotten week in terms of workload and was in a foul mood. When I got there the next morning, he was closed up in his office. He's taken over half of a closet next to my cubicle with his dress clothes.Ī few years ago, on March 31, I came into the office around midnight and swapped his clothes for some Hawaiian shirts, checked pants, basically a whole wardrobe of the loudest clothes I could find at a thrift store. There's a guy in my office who often comes to work in jeans and a t-shirt and changes into his work clothes in his office.
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