Humerus story.
This little story goes back to the late nineteen seventies, anyone of us who can remember those days will remember that cars back then didn’t have wheel trims, instead they had hub caps, these were solid metal discs that fit where the modern day wheel trims fit.
As I have mentioned this story goes back to the nineteen seventies, and my trade being a joiner/carpenter, I found myself working on several blocks of appartments, fitting them out, after a very short while of being there my collegue and myself found the site manager to be a bit of a tyrant, he was very Victorian in his attitude to the workforce. After a short while of working there we decided to play a practical joke on him, so off to his car we went, and armed with a handful of pebbles we removed his front drivers side hub cap and put the pebbles in it then replaced the caps, the end of the shift came and everyone went home. Next morning we were having our midday break, when the site manager came in and complained that he had a knocking on the front end of his car, so we suggested that he booked it into a garage to get it checked out, he disappeared to the phone and came back a short while later saying that he had booked the car in for the weekend, so on Thursday afternoon we took the pebbles out and replaced the hub caps. Arriving at work the next morning we were confronted by Harry the site manager, who informed us that the knocking on his car had stopped, and he intended to cancel his appointment at the garage. Monday morning comes around and the pebbles are returned to Harry’s hub caps, and the whole saga goes on again, over the next month the pebbles were in and out of the hub caps on a weekly basis, until at last the pebbles were found, Harry was not very pleased, at being the butt end of the our prank, fortunately he never found out who the pranksters were, and that was the end of our fun until………….
That is until, we came up with another prank. Being in the late seventies, there were no mobile phones, but there was a call box on the street just outside the site, and from the call box we could see the site office, and the office there was an extension bell for the office phone, this could be heard anywhere on the site, so when Harry went out on site one of us would go to the call box and ring the site office and wait for Harry to come running, and just as he gets to the door we hang up, we let several of the boys in on this ploy and it worked very well for weeks until we got bored with and it gradually died a death.
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