I've Been Punk'd

I got to work a half hour early yesterday morning, in hopes of getting a jump start on the day since my boss was off.  I strolled into the office yesterday morning, unsuspecting of what would be laying in wait for me.  I put my things down on my desk and saw what appeared to be a homemade cd by my computer keyboard.  I picked it up and read the Post-It note attached that said "George Jones Greatest Hits Vol. 1 & 2".  I was ecstatic - I had gotten a presant! I asked my cube neighbor Rita if she had seen anyone put the cd on my desk.  She said she'd been there about 10 minutes and hadn't seen anybody come into the office.  I immediately thought that the cd had come from my friend Jason in the R & D department, as we swap cd's from time to time.  Whoever it was, they were pretty darned cool because they evidently knew I went to see George Jones just a few weeks ago.  I logged onto my computer and was getting ready for the work day to begin when Rita told me to put the cd in and play it, so we could have some music before the official 8:00 start of the work day.  So I crawled under my desk and put the cd into the cd drive on the computer, and then turned the speakers up louder so she could hear it.  Imagine my surprise when I was blasted by heavy metal music.  It sure didn't sound like "White Lightning."  I looked at the Windows Media Player to make sure something else wasn't playing by mistake.  Then the next sounds I heard were Rita and Bob, another neighboring co-worker, almost in tears from laughing so hard.  I knew I had been punk'd. Hearing them laugh made me laugh and soon, I was reaching for a Kleenax to dry my eyes because I was laughing so hard at those two merry pranksters. 

The story has it that Rita found this cd out in the parking lot just minutes earlier when she got to work.  The cd appeared to have Sharpie writing on it - so she thought it was a homemade cd.  She brought it in and showed it to Bob.  He said he'd put it in his computer and look at it, though he was a bit apprehensive of what he might find on there; a formal reprimand for looking at pornographic material would not look good in his personnel file.  He was a bit surprised when he heard the heavy metal, and he took it back over to Rita and said "Let's leave it for Carla - she likes music." 

The funniest part of this was the fact that I was punk'd by my two most sincere friends at ZCO.  It's no secret that I'm fairly gullable when it comes to pranks.  I wake up on the morning of April 1 every year, determined to be on guard all day lest my Mom will pull one over on me.  This year, I had just gotten out of bed and was getting my coffee, when she said "Well, that's the biggest deer I've ever seen."  I didn't fall for it.  Seconds later, as I'm walking to the family room she said "I started to wake you up in case you wanted to leave early - it'll be bad with that snow."  Needless to say, I bolted for the window, only to be fooled by my own Mother. 

I'm still not sure who's idea it was to disguise the cd - I'm sure they'll never tell.