Well, actually, I’m not. But one April Fools day many years ago, I decided that this would be a fabulous joke to play on the girls at work.

The idea was that I, the world’s least-likely to have kids (and my workmates knew it) woman, would come into work, pretend that I wasn’t feeling well, and when the obligatory “oh, are you pregnant?” remark would inevitably come, sheepishly admit that I was!

To cut a long story short, even though they were sceptical (being the day that it was of course), by noon on April Fools Day I had them, lock, stock and barrel. When I admitted to them that it was, in fact, an April Fools joke, they screamed in mock-rage. I spent the rest of the day smug in the knowledge that I sure fooled them guys BIG TIME and made sure I let them know on various occasions.

Little did I know that THOSE BITCHES were plotting their revenge.

I arrived home from work that afternoon to see the stern, pale face of my then-husband at the door whose first words were “uhh… Is there something you haven’t told me?” I went inside and he showed me the HUGE home-made “Congratulations! You’re Having a Baby!” card that had been delivered by one of my workmates some time that afternoon. Needless to say, I had a lot of ’splaining to do!

Now you would think I had learned my lesson, but the fact is, I can’t help myself when it comes to practical jokes.

One of my particular favourites at work is prying up a few letters from a keyboard and mixing them up and replacing them in random order. Your target should be, for maximum effectiveness, a non-touch typist (usually a male) and someone who you can see at their desk from your desk. You can peer at them over your divider, sniggering away as you see them tap a key, try to correct the error, gaze at the screen, then down at the keyboard and scratch their head. You watch this for a while until you see the dawning realisation come over their face, which is the appropriate time for you to duck back down behind the divider and pretend to be working your butt off.

Iced VoVo

The practical joke I am dying to try though, is the iced Volvo. For you yanks reading, the Iced VoVo is a sweet biscuit we have down here, covered in marshmallow, a strip of strawberry jam down the middle and dusted with coconut. I am biding my time until I meet and befriend someone with a Volvo. You can BET that a stripe of jam is going to go from the front to the back of the car over the roof, a spray bottle of water and sugar will then be applied to the car, and a dusting of coconut to finish it off. I promise to post the photo here if and when this happens!

So, my dear readers, time to ‘fess up. Have you been the perpetrator or victim of some legendary practical joke? Leave a comment with the whole sordid story!

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