I’m thinking Fridays should end with a funny story. I’m a writer, right? I need to work on my funny. So (hopefully) each Friday I will post a little funny story about me.
So far, I got nothin’.
Let’s go back to my college days. Bound to be some funny there.
I went to a state school, but we didn’t have dormitories. The living situation I chose was a dorm at the nearby Christian college that was relatively strict. No boys in the rooms. Front doors locked at 10 (no curfew - we had keys) and no boys in the building after the doors were locked. I mainly chose it because it was the first dorm that I saw that didn’t require a trip down the hall to go to the bathroom. Our rooms had a full bath and were much larger. Plus I didn’t think the rules were out of the ordinary - you never know what kind of roommate you’re gonna get and what type of people they will bring in.
Anyhoo…. We had a penchant for practical jokes. Once we played hide n seek in our cars through the neighborhood. Racing around nice little surburban communities chasing one another. We lost the other team buy pulling into a driveway, turning off the car and the lights and ducking.
There were a group of guys we particularly loved to joke with. One had an old car that didn’t lock. One night we stuffed it full of newspaper. I mean FULL of newspaper. He was ticked because he had a big time date. He got to his car and had to dump all the papers. Fine. He left for his date.
He had a job where he worked late so he got home kind of early from his date so he could change clothes. We were waiting. With more newspaper. We filled up his car again. This time he was really mad. He thought he knew who was doing it, but he couldn’t be sure.
Over the next 24 hours we proceeded to fill his car a total of FIVE times.
Here’s what he didn’t know. We had people working in shifts. People he didn’t even know. The three most likely suspects only filled the car the first time. The second time two other girls and myself filled it. The third time he saw us all in the lobby and three girls who didn’t know him filled it. The fourth time we were all playing games in the lobby (”Geez! Don’t be so suspicious! Why are you hanging out here all night? Your buddies are probably out there right filling your car with newspaper!”) One of the girls who lived on the first floor called me to her room to ask me something and together we hopped the balcony (another bonus to living there) and ran out to the parking lot with four giant trash bags of newspapers to stuff his car full in, like 30 seconds flat. We were back before he could finish a thought. The fifth time we needed a decoy. One of the girls he suspected the whole time took out her trash. He actually stopped her and looked through her trash! She dumped the trash and came back in less than a minute. The other top suspect went out to her car. He walked with her. Checked his car and it was empty. She left, he walked back to our dorm and we all sat and talked. Meanwhile we had loaded up more bags of newspaper and tossed them over the second floor balcony, this time poolside (yet another perk) and our friend with the car made a circle, picked up another girl, grabbed the bags and stuffed the car. The last three episodes all took place within about 2.5 hours. And he never suspected it was us. In fact, he finally “realized” that his friends (who were helping him out by keeping us occupied in the lobby) must have been in on the act and got mad at them. Didn’t talk to them for like two whole days!
To this day, Joey M. has no idea who pulled that prank.