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November 1, 2006
Devil's Night
I knew I was going to get it as soon as I overheard my roommate bring up devil's night in the other room. Of course, it had to be on a monday night. The only night I have class. I assumed I would come home to an empty room, or a hidden computer. I didn't expect them to drive all the way to Steelcase. They got me.
In the middle of class that night, my phone went off (I never turn it off, due to the fact no one calls me. Which I'm fine with. I have a Pay as You Go). I quickly turn it off, and then check my message at break.
"Happy Devil's Night, Cory"
Oh great. I sat in class for the last hour thinking about what they could have done. I quickly rushed out to my car as soon as class was done. I stared at my car from a distance. What the heck is that red thing in my window, I thought. As I got closer I realized there were balloons. Lots of them. I laughed and looked around the parking lot. No one else seemed to notice. There is no way I'm going to pop these, I thought. I hate popping balloons. So, I pushed them over and drove. As I laughed I came up with a way to get them back.
"Can you pick me up?" I ask, in a very scattered, saddened tone.
"What?", asks Karen.
"Did you put the balloons in my car?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I thought I could drive with them. But one slipped under the gas pedal."
"What?" I could tell she was seriously concerned.
"I hit one of those fire things...what are they called...fire..."
"Oh no, Cory. I really have to come get you?"
"Yeah, my car won't work."
"Huh?" at this point she's almost crying.
"I'm on 44th street."
"Ok, I'll come get you."
"Karen! I'm kidding with you!"
"What, I'm almost crying! What? Why?"
When I got home Anne punched me in the arm. They told me it was not funny to joke about getting hurt. I never did! I joked about my car getting hurt, not me. Did I take it too far? I don't think I did. I thought it was hilarious. I almost made them come get me. When I told them I had thought that, they told me they probably wouldn't have talked to me for weeks.
Pranksters.
Posted by cory at November 1, 2006 2:01 PM
Comments
I think your call was fair play. As were the balloons.
Posted by: kevin at November 3, 2006 6:10 AM
and cory wins!
Posted by: Carlo at November 9, 2006 10:49 AM