There are also a load of Jokers. When working with certain people you need a checklist for booby traps before taking over positions.
One colleague used to dish out biscuits to the unsuspecting. It was only on close inspction that you found out that they were dog biscuits.
In retaliation I removed the workings from the ashtrays. In those days we were allowed to smoke on the positions. There were even built in ashtrays, very smart, clamshell doors and shiny chrome. Unfortunately they had been added as an extra and were a bit too deep for the console so holes had been cut out in the underside. Removing the innards meant that the ash or whatever passed straight throug onto the leg of the smoker. Best one was when "Pappa Simone" put an unextinguished cigar butt in and it passed straight onto his crotch. First time I'd ever seen the Belgian Fire Dance
Last edited by Lon More; 21st Oct 2008 at 15:04.