The Slinky
18/07/2006We’re all pretty much practical jokers at work. A “My other ride is your mom” sticker on your back here… pushing your car out into the bushes there… little things. We haven’t really messed with each other in a while, though. Inspired by one of my favorite episodes of The Office, I decided it was time for a practical joke. Enter : The Slinky.

The Slinky, in it’s natural habitat.
The Slinky belongs to Sam, my boss. I can’t remember why he got it, but he has it, and I can always hear him playing with it (even though he’s two offices away). It’s not annoying or anything… it’s just odd that he has a slinky that he constantly plays with. So, Friday afternoon, after he went home for the weekend, I stole The Slinky. This is what he came back to Tuesday morning:

The Slinky, in Jello, on Sam’s desk.
Yes, that is The Slinky in orange jello. We originally planned this for Monday, but I, being the cooking genius that I am, didn’t realize that you need to make Jello slightly differently if you want it to mold (use more jello, less water, basically). So Monday’s batch kinda just spewed all over the place. It was NOT pretty.

The Slinky, in Jello side and top view.
Sam walks in, pokes it a few times, and I stand in the doorway of his office eating a Jello snack. His reaction was sort of anti-climactic… partially due to everyone going into his office wanting to see his reaction and making it really obvious, partially due to him not even realizing his slinky was gone until he actually saw it in Jello.

Sam, trying to free The Slinky.
Now, apparently, I’ve started the practical joke war of all practical joke wars. I worry about what this means, but I also say “bring it on, bitches”. I’ll put your CAR in Jello.
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