THIS IS THE STORY WHERE I GIVE MY PERSPECTIVE ON WHAT WAS REALLY A HARMLESS and hilarious PRANK (STILL IS BTW), AND THE CONSEQUENCES THAT FOLLOWED.
AGAIN, WE DON’T NAME NAMES AND WE DON’T JUDGE. HERE WE GO!
I HAD BEEN OUT OF MY TRAINING PHASES AND WORKING MY SHIFT(S) REGULARLY AND HAVE GOT TO KNOW MY COLLEAGUES QUITE WELL. THERE WAS ALWAYS SOMETHING FUNNY GOING ON WHILE WORKING WITH MY SHIFT PARTNERS THAT HELPED KEEP US AWAKE AND ALERT.
ONE COWORKER AND I GOT ALONG REALLY WELL AND WOULD DO HARMLESS PRANKS AGAINST EACHOTHER ON A REGULAR BASIS DURING THE GRAVEYARD HOURS. HIS HOURS WERE A BIT SHORTER THAN MINE WHERE HE WOULD LEAVE EARLY (I THINK AROUND 0200). IT WAS GREAT, BECAUSE IT WOULD LEAVE ME WITH TIME AND OPPORTUNITY.
TIME TO DETERMINE WHAT PRANK WOULD BE NEXT AND OPPORTUNITY TO FULFILL IT.
WELL, ONE EARLY MORNING AFTER WYATT LEFT FOR THE REST OF THE DAY – LEAVING ME IN THE CENTER UNTIL 0600 WITH JUST MY THOUGHTS AND AN ILL ATTRACTION TO F#@K SHIT UP – I HAD MY PLAN. I HAD THE OPPORTUNITY.
I HAD A SMALL BOTTLE OF SUPERGLUE IN MY BACKPACK THAT I ALWAYS KEPT WITH ME IN CASES OF CUTS TO MY HANDS (I WAS VERY PRONE AT THE TIME OF CUTTING MY HANDS WORKING ON MY CAR AND TRUCK) I COULD JUST USE THE SUPERGLUE TO CLOSE UP THE WOUND. I WAS GOING TO USE THAT BOTTLE OF SUPERGLUE ON HIS COMBINATION LOCK.
MIND YOU, WYATT AND I HAD AN AGREEMENT TO NOT TOUCH EACHOTHERS LOCKERS (after…events) ANYMORE PRIOR TO MY NEFARIOUS PLAN. HOWEVER, THIS BASTARD (TERM OF ENDEARMENT) DECIDED TO TAKE MY LOCK AND PLACE IT SOMEWHERE THAT I DON’T EVEN REMEMBER ANYMORE. PROBABLY BECAUSE THIS DAMN SUPERGLUE STORY HAS LIVED RENT FREE IN MY HEAD SINCE THEN.
BACK TO THE STORY.
IT WAS AROUND 4AM AT THIS POINT WHEN I GOT MY BOTTLE OF SUPERGLUE AND PROCEEDED TO HIS LOCKER. I OPENED THE CAP TO THE BOTTLE, RAISED IT TO MY NOSE, AND TOOK A BIG WHIFF AND SAID TO MYSELF “YEAH, THIS IS GONNA BE GOOD.”
I COMPLETED THE TASK OF APPLYING THE SUPERGLUE. I SAT BACK IN MY CHAIR AT MY STATION TO FINISH MY SHIFT. THEN IT HIT ME……..AROUND 0430 (THAT DIDN’T TAKE LONG).
I STARTED FEELING GUILTY AND ANXIOUS AND REMORSE. BECAUSE WHAT IF THIS WAS TOO FAR. WHAT IF THERE WAS SOMETHING IN HIS LOCKER THAT HE REALLY NEEDED? WELL, IT STARTED WEIGHING HEAVILY ON ME.
I WENT TO THE LOCK(ER) I HAD JUST PERMANENTLY PUT ON LOCKDOWN AND ATTEMPTED TO UNDO THE DAMAGE. NO SUCCESS. THE F#@KING GLUE HAD DRIED UP FAST. I HAD COMPLETELY FORGOT I GOT THE FAST DRYING STUFF FOR THE WOUNDS ON MY HANDS.
I HAD MADE SEVERAL ATTEMPTS TO UNDO THE DAMAGE CAUSED BY MENACING WAYS. TO NO AVAIL. I HAD TO CALL FOR ASSISTANCE.
I CALLED THE ONE PERSON WHO I FIGURED WOULD HAVE A SET OF BOLT CUTTERS OR GOOF OFF AT 0445 IN THE MORNING. THIS MAN WAS OUR MAINTENANCE WORKER FOR THE BUILDING.
WITH A GROGGY TONE AT 0445, I WAS GREETED BY KENT. KENT WAS ASLEEP AS YOU COULD IMAGINE. THE FREAKING NERVE. I EXPLAINED THE SITUATION AS BRIEFLY AS POSSIBLE. AND KENT, WITH WHATEVER BRAIN CAPACITY HE HAD AT THAT TIME OF BEING DISTURBED IN HIS SLEEP, STATED HE DID NOT HAVE EITHER ITEM THAT I WAS NEEDING TO REPAIR THE DAMAGE.
I EXHALED WITH AN “AHH SHIT” KIND OF EXPRESSION AND LET HIM KNOW, THAT IT’S OK, AND NOT TO WORRY ABOUT IT AND DISCONNECTED THE LINE. DID I FEEL BAD WAKING THIS PERSON UP AT 0445 (PROBABLY ABOUT 1-2 HOURS BEFORE THEY HAD TO WAKE UP TO BE AT WORK)? NOT AS BAD AS I FELT ABOUT THE DAMN LOCK TO BE HONEST. BUT I EMPATHIZED WITH HIM BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN IN A SIMILAR SITUATION THAT I PUT KENT IN.
I LEFT WORK AT 0600 WITH THE DREAD THAT I CAUSED BUT WITH A PLAN TO COME BACK AND REPLACE THE LOCK FOR MY COLLEAGUE.
I KNEW SLEEP WOULD NOT COME TO ME AS I LEFT MY SHIFT SO I WENT TO HOME DEPOT AS THEY OPENED, BOUGHT A NEW COMBINATION LOCK AND WAS PREPARED TO RETURN TO SHIFT LATER THAT DAY (1800) AND REPLACE THE LOCK.
ONCE I COMPLETED THAT ERRAND, I WENT HOME. COULD NOT SLEEP. STILL THE GUILT AND ANXIETY HAD BUILT UP INSIDE THAT IT WOULD NOT PASS.
THIS WAS PROBABLY ONE OF TWO OR THREE TIMES IN MY ADULT HOOD THAT I HAD CAUSED MY OWN ANXIETY. OK, BACK TO THE STORY AGAIN.
THEN COMES 0800. WHEN ALL THE FREAKING ADMIN COME IN FOR THE DAY. WHO ELSE CAME IN? KENT. KENT, WHO PREVIOUSLY DENIED HAVING BOLT CUTTERS COMES IN WITH A PAIR OF BOLT CUTTERS. UP UNTIL THE POINT HE ASKED THE DIRECTOR AT THE TIME “WHICH LOCK DO I NEED TO CUT OFF”, THERE WERE ONLY THREE PEOPLE WHO KNEW ABOUT THE GODDAMN LOCK. ME, MY SHIFT PARTNER KAYLA, AND KENT!
TO MAKE A FEW THINGS A BIT FUNNIER/WORSE. MY NEW SUPERVISOR AT THE TIME WAS MY RECENTLY PROMOTED FIRST TRAINER. ONE OF THE FIRST PROBLEMS SHE HAS TO DEAL WITH WAS ME GLUING A LOCK SHUT. I FELT BAD.
NOT AS BAD AS I FELT ABOUT THE LOCK THOUGH.
TO FINISH THIS LONG STORY I ENDED UP HAVING TO WRITE A VERY APOLOGETIC INCIDENTAL LETTER TO THE COLLEAGUE AND REPLACE THE LOCK (WHICH I HAD BOUGHT EARLIER THAT MORNING).
I MISSED A WHOLE 3 HOURS OF SLEEP AND CAME BACK TO WORK THAT EVENING ON A TOTAL OF 36 HOURS BEING WIDE AWAKE AND READY TO COMPLETE ANOTHER 12 HOUR SHIFT.
MORAL OF THE STORY?
I RECOMMEND LOCTITE SUPER GLUE GEL CONTROL. VERY STRONG AND IMPAct RESISTANT, WITH DRY TIME BETWEEN 10-30 SECONDS. ADDITIONAL THE GEL WON’T RUN AND IT’S NOZZLE IS PERFECT FOR FITTING INTO TIGHT SPOTS LIKE DIALS OR KEYHOLES WITHOUT THE DRIPPY MESS.
and maybe leave the maintenance personnel out of your shenanigans.
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