If you read
Building a fort out of desks and computer boxes, you know the story of
Fort Rimrod and it's
inception. What I failed to take into account at the time, however, is that due to most of my
coworkers working
insane 80 hour work weeks, I am usually the last one in the
office. I realized this sometime
last night and began wondering just what was going to happen when I arrived at
work today.
My first
clue something was
amiss was the giant
tarps on the walls around the entrance way to the
office. My first thought was "Hmmmm, maybe they're doing some
painting today." As soon as I turned the corner, however, I heard "
FIRE!!!!" screamed rather loudly, followed by several dozen
water balloons being hurled at me from inside of
Fort Rimrod. Apparently my problem was that everyone took the
prank too
well, and instead of disciplining me or just putting their
desks back, they patiently waited for me to arrive so they could
drench me. Keep in mind everyone else in my office is about
50 years old, and you begin to see what a
weird sight this was.
I'm still
dripping wet.