Who says office morale is at an all time low?
It certainly doesn't show this morning.
Last summer, on one of the hottest days of the year, the air conditioner broke at our company. It was miserably hot inside. I left my office for a bit to deliver some things to other parts of the office, and when I returned, someone had turned on my little space heater and shut my door. It was like a sauna in my office, and completely unbearable for the rest of the day. I knew immediately who had done it, but I bided my time once he was confronted about it, telling him, when he least expected it I would get him back.
Months went by. I knew the longer time went by, the less likely I would be blamed for whatever happened to him. So I waited.
Then one day we put a Justin Bieber poster in my Coworkers office when he was gone a day from work. Somehow I get blamed solely for this. Who knew one harmless little ole' poster would explode into this pranking contest between me and this man?
I went on vacation this past week to Colorado to go to a wedding.
I took off Thursday and Friday from work.
When I come in this morning my tastefully decorated office has been vandalized.
Amongst my comic book collection they hung dirty pictures of Paris Hilton.
I told him:
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