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Manager Goose Chase

I’m a bit of a prankster at work sometimes. One of my favorite tricks to play on people is to send them on a manager goose chase. It’s a wild-goose chase for a manager that they will never find. It’s a simple gag. First off, get the managers in on it. They like to stave off boredom just as much as you do. Then you tell an unsuspecting coworker that a manager is looking for him. He goes to the manager to see what he wants. The manager says that he wasn’t looking for him, it was another manager. He goes and tracks down the other manager to see what he wants. That manager directs him to a different manager. He goes to find that manager to see what he wants. That manager sends him to a different manager. It can go on for a while depending how many supervisors and managers are on the clock. The best way to end the gag is to have the last manager send him back to the original manager. If the coworker hasn’t figured it out by then, he deserves to repeat the process. It’s a good prank. Nobody gets hurt, no property gets damaged, and it’s not good enough to post on YouTube so you won’t be ruining any lives. The manager goose chase. Try it the next time Monday is bringing you down.

Critically Rated at 14/17

Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young

'I sent Higgins on a wild goose chase so we could get some work done.'

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Leaving Your Toothbrush in a Weird Spot

Last night was the night before Thanksgiving, and that’s the most popular night to go out to a bar of the entire year. Needless to say, I went to the bar last night. And even more needlessly to say, I got a little buzzed. And by getting buzzed, I mean I got pretty drunk. I know because I couldn’t find my toothbrush when I woke up. It’s normally next to my tube of toothpaste in a cup by the side of the bathroom sink. It wasn’t there. It wasn’t in the medicine cabinet. It wasn’t in a random drawer. I was about to accuse my roommate of using it, losing it, or doing something unusual with it, when I decided to look for it some where else other than in the bathroom. I found it in my room, next to my computer. I can only assume that my drunk ass brushed my teeth while watching Netflix and decided to pass out in bed instead of putting it away. Leaving your toothbrush in a weird spot the night before means a frantic search the next morning. It’s not an ideal start to the day.

Critically Rated at 6/17

Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young

  

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Googling Yourself

Googling yourself is when you go to Google.com and search for your name. You’ll end up finding some random shit of yours that you totally forgot about, like crappy poetry about high school from your LiveJournal days or photos from your abandoned MySpace account. You’ll also discover that a lot of people share the same name as you, and most of those people seem to have a better life than you. Everyone Googles themself at some point and you have to use Google to do it. You never hear anyone say that they Binged themself or Lycosed themself. That’s just absurd. It’s Google or bust. So Google yourself and see what your name means to the world. If you can’t find anything of you or about you, that means that you don’t contribute to the Internet much. If you died tomorrow, you would be forgotten. And nobody will go to your funeral. But on the bright side, your eulogy will probably show up on Google.

Critically Rated at 13/17

Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young

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