Dirty tricks

[bulletbob]

I was a tec working on a launch pad at the 34th air space wing at the cape. We hired several laborers.
One was going off base back to the shop to pick up some items we needed. I told him I needed a number 2 pipe strecher for 2 inch pipe with a 1/4 in adapter . Naturally I told him iask the shop foreman
Who was a riding buddy of mine. He got there while he was out and asked the project manager who was not amused. But all of use got a good laugh out of it.
Of course when i got back to the shop the project mananger wasnt amused with me the labor guy spent about 45 min at at 18.00 a hour waiting for the forman.

[stjames1_53]

I was a tec working on a launch pad at the 34th air space wing at the cape. We hired several laborers.
One was going off base back to the shop to pick up some items we needed. I told him I needed a number 2 pipe strecher for 2 inch pipe with a 1/4 in adapter . Naturally I told him iask the shop foreman
Who was a riding buddy of mine. He got there while he was out and asked the project manager who was not amused. But all of use got a good laugh out of it.
Of course when i got back to the shop the project mananger wasnt amused with me the labor guy spent about 45 min at at 18.00 a hour waiting for the forman.

I was asked, on board a carrier, to go get 200 feet of water line. Took me allllllllllllll day, but still couldn't find any.......much to my first class's chagrin.
I knew there was no such "thing" before I left the shop.

[FindersKeepers]

I felt badly about playing this trick right after I did it. Wanda, a sweet but rather large girl sat in the row in front of me in Biology class and she would often turn around to talk to me. I liked Wanda -- I still do, she's on my Facebook -- but she was easy to trick because she was too eager to please. Susan, the inveterate cheerleader, sat near the front of the room and she was unbelievably annoying -- pumping her hand or clapping with virtually everything she said. So I wrote a note to Susan telling her how depressed I was -- how lonely and upset I was and how Susan was the only person in the world I felt I could trust. I told her I was contemplating suicide -- and then I signed the note "your friend, Wanda." Then, I whispered to get Wanda's attention and asked her if she'd take my note to Susan. She was more than willing to comply. She delivered the note and then came back to her seat. In a couple of minutes, Susan ran out of the room crying.

Susan still annoys me - or rather, she did at the last reunion, although she's fat now and married to an idiot. Wanda is still a bit on the large side, but she's a very successful businesswoman and she still likes me. Go figure.

[Standing Wolf]

I was a photographer my first few years in the Navy, and there was a Senior Chief named Renaud at the photo school in Pensacola who liked to send new students to the supply room to get "a box of f-stops". One day the storekeeper, as they call them, who worked in supply, found a wooden box, about the size of a 4"x5" file card box, filled with tiny slips of paper, each with a particular camera f-stop pre-printed on it - purpose unknown. Naturally, the next time Renaud sent a student down to get a box of f-stops, he actually came back to the office and handed it to him. Reportedly the Senior Chief was speechless.

[Cotton1]

I got in an argument with a friend of mine. I pretended I threw his keys out in the yard. The keys were in my pocket the entire time. He spent hours in the July heat trying to find them. I never gave them back.