I'm the hellova lot older now and it still makes me giggle...
Years ago I was a manager in an IT department for a major high street bank… I’d have been about 40 at the time.

One of my colleague managers was a complete and utter little shit with delusions of grandeur to such an extent that he even built his own little office using large 8 feet tall filing cabinets (Carter-Parrot).

Working late one evening, I went down to the floor he was located on. There was one further cabinet about 20 feet away, so I hatched my cunning plan.
I moved the cabinet down the corridor (it must have weighed almost half a ton as it was full of printouts and binders) and slid it very neatly into the gap that was the entrance to his “office”. The adrenaline must have been pumping!

The next morning in front of over 100 people (large open plan office) he arrived and walked up and down the corridor trying to figure out where his office had gone.
He screamed at a couple of very big guys who worked for him accusing them of having done it and ordered them to clear a way through for him. They refused, of course.
Because the fit was so perfect, there was no way to get leverage on the cabinet, so the little shit had to climb over the top and push the offending cabinet from behind to make the opening.

Needless to say 100 people pissing themselves at toys being thrown out of prams and the little fat git climbing over the cabinet did not do his credibility any good whatsoever.

The closest I ever came to wetting myself.

(There’s only one person who knows it was me… and she is in NZ (Hi Louise))
(and the best I ever did in COF was 6th place)
(bof, Fri 18 Sep 2009, 14:13, Reply)