This past week, I have actually rooted for the New York Rangers. I’m not saying which game, because I’m not proud of it, but I sooooo wanted the other team to lose.
I played tricks on shoppers at a mall. I pretended I was getting into a car parked in a prime parking space. Someone always stops and will wait for that spot. I then duck down and sneak away, leaving the soon to be shopper wondering what is going on. It is almost as much fun as leaving a nicely wrapped gift on the trunk of a car for some “lucky” person to find. Of course the gift contains something disgusting such as dog turds or moldy cheese. I even saw someone take one of these gifts, drive to a place they think no one is watching and open the gift. The window was quickly rolled down, bag, wrapping paper, box and gift (fresh dog poop in this case) came flying out the window and the lucky gift finder sped away.
I’ve been taking those loose security devices (“TattleTapes”) out of the big, expensive coffee table books at Borders and serupticiously placing them in strollers, open bags, etc. My record is four in one single visit.
I declined to participate in the office holiday lunch today. While everybody else was eating I sat in my cubicle and worked on a book of double-crostics.