Rookie Practical Jokes -- The Bomb Squad
"OK, now here's the tricky part. Snip the red wire... but first" 
OK, I came across this image on the net, I assume it is not real. However, I thought it might be fun to talk about Rookie Practical Jokes -- In every profession there must be practical jokes. Pics would be fun! The only additional rule above regular forum guidelines (family friendly, not graphic) is nothing where anyone gets hurt, please. |
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| I played a practical joke in High School.
We were disecting worms.  When we had it opened and pinned to the pad I looked at my lab partner and said, "Hmm, this looks an awful lot like an anchovy now, I have an idea!" 
The next morning I opened a package of anchovies and wrapped one in foil. In Biology class we had all sat down and were ready to continue our disection. I had Chip, my lab partner, unpin and remove the worm from our pad. I held the anchovy in one hand and said loudly, "Wow, this looks good enough to eat!!" and proceeded to eat the anchovy. 
At this point 4 or 5 people got up and ran out of the room. We then put our worm back on the pad. My stinky Bio teacher came over and said. "Where is your worm?" I said, "Right here", and pointed to our pad. I then told him it was an anchovy that I ate. Then the bell rang for break time. When I came back from break the stinky bio teacher came up to me and said, "Elissa, I just have to shake your hand, because that was the best prank anyone has ever pulled in my class!" 
The principal even came up to me to tell me he had heard and that it was priceless. I was actually trying to get kicked out of class, as I hated the teacher. Oh well! I at least freaked him out. |
Elissa!!!!!!!! You cracked me up!!!! 
Here's a work related one that happened to me many years ago: At the time I was going to University and majoring in Criminology and had been hired by the Police Dept, Remand Center, and Court House for various research projects, hired on a student grant. It gave me a chance to go on ride a longs on weekends, interview victims of crime, interview offenders, ect... One of the retired policeman had been working on a project for years - to open up a police museam next door to the police station. It was the former morgue, although the power was left on in case of a major disaster - that morgue had not been in use for years. One night I was supposed to meet "Joe" there for an interview and was excited about viewing the museam before it was open to the public. "Joe" was a bit of a celebrity in the city, as he often wrote of famous stories that happened in the past for the newspaper. At 16, I once found a 1st addition Rudyard Kipling book in a second hand store and one chapter involved Kipling's visit to Vancouver in the 1890's and the local folks living there. I lent Joe the book and this was his way of repaying me, as he had used the book for some of his background research. Back to the story: It was a dark and rainy night when I arrived at the morgue and Joe greeted me on the first ring. After viewing all the exhibits he started talking about some of the famous people that ending up in the morgue. Errol Flynn was one of them - the swash buckling star of the 40's.As he's chatting he's heading in that direction and mentions the city still keeps that section running...and he pulls open a drawer...I gasp and feel weak in the knees. There is a body! He breaks out into laughter and says Ha! Gotcha! It was a manniquin and on the stomach was Joe's lunch. Okay pretty wicked sense of humor to do to a young lady, I admit..but he loved relaying the story for some time about how I almost fainted when visiting him that night.  |
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