Shop practical jokes

[DTroy]

I used to work in a maintenance shop with plumbers/mechanics/welders/laborers. We used to have to reply upon a welder that used to like to go out and tip the bottle too much for too long. Every morning he'd come in late and be dragging his feet. People were always waiting for him and he would hold jobs up while he diddled around. If he showed up for work at all.



So one morning while he was half asleep at his welding table, one of the guys finished his own coffee and turned the styrofoam cup upside down. He let it overhang the table by about a 1/2" or so and then filled it up with gas from the oxy/acet. rig. One push on the striker and ba-boom!! The welder just about fell off that stool and people came to see what all the commotion was about.



From that day on he would give everyone the "Eagle Eye" when they decided to sit at his table in the morning. :-laf

 

[AZiegler]

I have seen and been the brunt of many jokes in years of working in shops, but one of the best was in a shop in PA. One guy Gene was a good faily good prankster him self. Gene bought a new Honda motor cycle that he was Oh so proud of. Gene was also a good worker and would pick up his jobs and be one of the first to finish his coffee and head out on his jobs each day. Every day Jim (another prankster) would put a couple drops of motor oil under Gene's bike. We never let on to this prank. Buy the time he had the bike into the dealer several times and could not figure out why it only leaked at work he was threatening the dealership and reading the lemon laws. I will never forget the conversations around the table discussing his problem.



Andy Z

 

[KAlder]

worked on a farm when i was in high school. one of the old guys that worked there swore by acetelyne welding. i would slyly unwrap the torch hose so the loop would reach around the corner. it was hilarious when i would pinch off the oxygen hose for a second, then let off, then pinch it again! at the dealership i work at now, i would be pulling a rig in with our forklift, which has been converted to propane. and one of the senior techs would sneak up behind me and shut off the gas, it would run for a couple of minutes then when i was trying to finesse the rig into the hoist, the engine would die. I can still see the crap eating grin on the dirty buggers face

 

[GMincher]

When someone is in the midst of a major engine/ transmission/ rear teardown. Sooner or later they've got to walk away for whatever reason. Add several like colored/ sized bolts to the mix of hardware. Watch later as they scratch their heads at the left over parts..... Worry like hell if there ISN'T any left over hardware. Cruel but fun.

 

[Dual EE]

Here's one for those of you who work inside where the noise level is low. Strategically place a remote control "Fart Machine" around a victims desk. Then waiting for that unsuspecting victim to have a few people around them. Activate the "Fart Machine" and watch them try to figure out who just let one go. Or if you attend meetings each week and you that know someone sits in the same chair each time. Place the fart machine under their chair and wait for your moment.



These things have a range of about 20' and can operate through most doors. They can be absolutely hilarious on the right person.

 

[Hoefler]

My best friend asked me to help him swap the motor out of his 79 chevy pickup. I dumped 2 quarts of used 90 wt down the head pipes ( 1 qt down each side ) while the motor was out. When we started it up, it started right off, very smooth and sounded good. Letting it warm up to set timing and carb, it started to smoke terribly, oil was spitting out the tail pipes and filled the 60 x 100 shop full of smoke. Both end doors open and a bright sunny day, we could not see either door. Of course I was playing it up for my friend. I did the stop engine and check everything routine, put could not seem to find anything wrong. After a couple of hours, my friend was extremely P. O. d and cussing up a storm and ready to have the truck towed to the dealer he bought the motor from. His wife showed up, and listening to him trying to explain to his wife as to what was going on, I just lost it, and starting laughing. He sensed something was up, and ask what I had done. His wife told him that is what he gets when he pulls that kind of stuff on someone and began laughing too. He couldn't keep himself from laughing after a little bit. He kept saying I got him good. Needless to say the truck took over 6 weeks to stop smoking.

 

[Hoefler]

On another occasion, I placed stink bomb viles under the feet on the toilet seat. When someone goes to use it, the viles break, and woe boy. By the time the unsuspecting victim gets a whiff, they are committed to the task and just can't get up and walk out.

 

[EdK]

As I look back, it seems pretty rude, but it WAS fun. The office secretary absolutely feared dentists. One day while in the tool & die shop I called her extension and told her there was someone here to see her, then gave her a blast of a pneumatic die grinder. Later that morning she went home with a migraine.

 

[rholcom2]

Screwing with a Ford Owner

So this may not be a "shop" practical joke, but none the less its a practical joke.



My dad is a union lineman at the Rural Electrical Co-op. One of his co-workers had just bought a new Ford, most of the guys who drive diesels own Dodges, so he was the lone man. Anyways, when he first got it, he would brag about how great of fuel mielage it got. He would go on and on about how much better this Ford was than any Dodge or Chevy. After several months of listening to this the guys decided to give him something to talk about. So, while he was out during the day, a designated person would add maybe a 1 gallon of diesel to his tank daily at first, then escillating after that, obviouslly keeping in mind to add more to "get him through the weekend". Well, this just fuled the fire, his ranting and raving of this Ford went on and on and on.



Well, fortunately for the practical jokers, after a month or so of doing this, he recieved a recall for the truck to go into the dealer for some wiring problems, or something. Perfect time to reverse the trick. So, after he recieved the truck back the practical jokers would remove 1 gal each day from his tank, once again compensating for the weekends. For the Ford owner this trip to the dealership proved to be devistating. He realized quickly that something was definately wrong, after only 2 weeks of the reverse treatment, the owner scheduled his truck to get "looked at" back at the same dealer. Finally the day arrived and he took it in. Naturally the dealership couldnt find anything wrong with his truck. For fear of blowing their cover, the practical jokers felt this joke had ran its course, so they stopped controlling this guys fuel mielage.



From this occurance on this guy was never comfortable with this Ford ever again, he didnt drive the truck that long. Maybe a couple years, and ended up selling it and going back to a Chevy Half ton. It wasnt until the truck was gone that the practical jokers came clean. To this day the running joke is asking him how is truck is doing on gas. :-laf

 

[EdK]

My dad told me a similar story done to a VW owner. Back when the VWs were first being imported into the USA a fellow police officer bought one for his long commute to work each day. At first, his bragging of fuel mileage was supplimented by the addition of gas in the parking lot each week. Wow, it was getting nearly 50 mpg! Then the removal of gas began. When the mileage dropped to the 20 mpg range and numerous trips to the only dealer around could not fix the problem, he eventually sold it. I don't think anyone expected him to sell it, but after he did, nobody had the heart to ever tell him about the gag.

Ed

 

[jwgary]

I used to work with a guy who was in charge of filling the coke machine. One day he and another guy decided to get a new guy (who didn't know who filled the machine) real good. They told this guy that since no one bought Tab, or some other nasty diet drink, they would put beer in that slot. No one knew about it because no one bought it. Of course he didn't believe them so they showed him. They each paid and pushed the Tab button and out came a beer. He said, "That works for me," and did the same. Of course this time there weren't any more beers, just nasty ol' Tab.

 

[DSPeters]

Have seen most of these first hand at work, but best one by far is taking a strand of copper from electrical wire and cutting on strand about 2-3" long. Unplug the targets shop light or other electraical device and wrap the wire around the pos and neg prongs and let it lay next to the outlet. Sit back and wait for the guy to plug it back in . garaunteed to get him a little excited. Seen it first hand and the guy was too stupid to figure out what to do so he complained to the foreman about shorting everything out in his aby when all he had to do was reset the breaker. What a crybaby :{

 

[Champane Flight]

Truckdriver

I came in off the road and parked my rig one night, only to find my car missing from its regular parking space. I walked around the yard and could not find it. Just about the time I was going back to the office to call the cops, I saw a shadow of taillights in one of the large dry van trailers at the dock! The other drivers had driven my Fiat sport Spyder into the trailer!



Well, getting even was on my mind, so I came to work the next day in my pickup, leaving the car in the garage at home. I had closed the back of the dry van and sealed it. I also caught the freight driver before he hooked up to the empty trailer early that morning. The dry van trailer was gone before anyone else showed. Then just played it to the max, car was stolen, reported to the cops, blah blah... Finally one of the other drivers came forward, and confessed, they all thought it was still in the dry van, heading for Santa Fe!!!!!I let em worry awhile longer before letting them off the hook... :-laf

 

[MCummings]

TTT.



Great stories here.



Merrick

 

[Beach]

A fun one to do is light a pack of bottle rocket's off with a torch set under the door of the crapper and listen to the poor guy try to stomp them out with his pant's around his ankle's. Also, they tend to change direction quickly if you break the stick's off, creating a few second's of terror! :-laf.

Another funny one is the grease under the door handle of fellow employee's work truck's. I work for a municipality, and some summer help(18-20yr. old's) thought they'd do it to my truck. Yeah they got me! Well pay back was better. I caught them doing it the next day, but did'nt let them see me. So I beat them out of the lunch room and got them GOOD! I went and waited in my truck for them to come out and they thought they got me, which they did'nt, since I wiped the grease off, but acted like they did. So they go to grab their door handle's... . grease, I get the fingure. They clean there hand's, get in the truck, one hand on the gear selector... grease, O. K. you got us. Then they find it on the back of the steering wheel before they get the left hand on it, and yell HA, you thought we were stupid! They went to get out for more paper towel's and got their hand's covered again. :-laf :-laf . All the guy's were laughing histarically bye now. They never touched my truck again. Sorry this is so long! One more is to light paper towel's on fire at the base of the crapper door and spray brake cleaner at it. Flame's under the door usually help's them finish quicker. Just make sure the door does'nt catch on fire like it did when I was the one getting flamed. I used a mop to put it out, which also caught! :-laf Umm, that's probably enough, be safe!!

 

[J Shocik]

I would put Nevr-seize on the handles of the air guns- couldn't see it if put on just right... door handles too!! :-laf

 

[ceastmen]

Soft Drinks

The machine shop I work in is full of SICK O's, one up is alive and well.

If you have a soft drink around you'd better check for a pin hole or you'll be wearing it.

I got had the other day there was this awful smell close by my bench.

You never let on that something is wrong until you find it. There was a container of ELK urine under my work bench, man that will make your eye's water!!

So I guess I'll oil my friends machines for them they like that one!

Chuck E.

 

[ceastmen]

April Fool's

I've got another one for you. A friend that I work with on second shift came in with a duffle bag the day before April Fool's. He disappeared shortly before we went home and after the janitors had cleaned the Crappers.

He came over and said go look in the restroom. I did and just started laughing

in every stall the was a pair of shoes with pant legs. I guess the day shift were all walking around with there butt cheeks squeezed together for about an hour!!

Chuck E.

 

[rrausch]

My Pop told me about this one back in the 1950's. We grew up in the Ozarks, and outhouses were very common then. At a family-type fishing camp we used to go to there were men's and women's outhouses, clearly marked. Well everyonce in a while city folks would come there for a week to fish, and usually the men adapted to using the out-houses pretty quickly, but the city gals were always a little uptight about it at first. So the owner of the camp installed a loudspeaker down in the bottom of the women's outhouse and connected it to a microphone in his office. Whenever any overly-fastidious city gal would go in to do her business for the first time, he would wait about 20 seconds, just enough time for her to get her drawers down and start her business, and he'd yell into his microphone, "PLEASE LADY, I'M PAINTING DOWN HERE!"

 

[TMitch]

Last week the new guy's girlfriend came to work to pick him up for lunch. When he introduces her to the guys, one of the oldtimers casually says "oh! well then who was that girl you were with last week?

It works everytime.

A few days later I got my wife to call him at home in the evening. His denials only fuel the fire.