StoreDamn. I'm foiled before I even begin! D told me his last day was Friday, and he'd be taking Thursday off to babysit his daughter. But when I arrive Thursday morning, D is there. I ask him as innocently as possible if he got a baby sitter, and he tells me his schedule changed -- that today, Thursday, is his last day, and he'll be taking Friday off to babysit.
Well, hell. Now what? There's no way I can prank him now, and if I want to do it at all, it has to be tonight, since a new employee will be moving into B and D's office on Monday, and I don't want to kick him in the nose on his first day.
I guess I'll just have to settle for pranking B, and letting D get away, which is a damn shame. Ah, well. The best laid plans of mice and men, I guess. Though frankly, how well-laid are the plans of mice, anyway? Eat some cheese, poop, and grow a human ear on your back. It's pretty uncomplicated.
It's on. Though one of my quarry has gotten away clean, I'm still planning the hit. Tonight, I prank.