April fools jokes

In case you were wondering, my last post WAS my April fools joke. The kitty did not eat the bird. I don't think the kitty ate the bird. I really have no idea if the kitty ate the bird. But if I were a betting gal, I'd say no.

I don't 'do' practical jokes often. My timing sucks.

Well I do have one practical joke that I'm fond of.

Let me set the stage. Here in Lake Elsinore, we have a lake. Stay with me, it should be obvious to everyone that we have a lake, but we do, have a lake that is. And some time ago some genius spotted a loch ness monster in our lake.

I have no idea who started this ridicules rummer, they were probably abducted by aliens shortly after, never to be seen again. Whatever. We had a neighbor that moved to a home right on the lake so when the news crew showed, there was Al, in all his goofy glory, on the 6 o'clock news. He was very proud of this and called everyone he knew to watch.

This gave us an idea. You see there is a sister lake of sorts around here. It's called Canyon Lake. The overflow comes into our lake so they're sort of connected, somehow. CL is a gated community, you have to have permission to get into the gates. A property owner needs to call you in. But, there is an entrance that no one really knows about. (they've built around this so you can't get in that way anymore) We used to sneak in and fish. So, in my best southern accent I called Al up, told him I was Cindy Somebody from NBC and a 'monster' was spotted in CL. We'd seen him on ABC news and we'd like to interview him, would he come down and meet us at this entrance?

Fallin all over hisself, he was. He called all his friends again and headed to the CL secluded entrance only to hang around for who knows how long, all by himself.

It wasn't my idea. It was my neighbors idea. I only agreed to do it if they didn't say it was me. The first thing they did was say it was me. I sort of felt bad afterwards. Al and I never spoke of it when we would see each other. He later moved to Oregon. I don't hear from him any more.

My neighbor and I still giggle about this from time to time.

It's funnier if you were involved.

Anyway, one more practical joke I remember.

I was working in a hospital. A friend I've known since high school was the pharmacy tech. He'd roll his little cart around and stop in my office and chat on his way to the nurses station. One day, heading back from the bathroom I saw his cart in front of my office. I quickly grabbed the cart and headed around the corner and waited for him to freak out. Which he did. And he ran around the corner, his eyes huge as saucers, to find me giggling up against the wall.

He was not amused.

He chewed me out so bad I will never forget it. I apologized for weeks afterwards. I still can't bring myself to think it's funny after all these years!

See. This is why I don't do practical jokes.

I really really suck at them.