“Let’s suspend his stapler in Jello.”
“Let’s fill his office with balloons!”
“No, let’s fill donuts with mayonnaise.”
“What about toothpaste?”
A snapshot of the conversations that riddled the Los Gatos Gutenberg office on March 31st, the eve of all prank days.
“What about a blow horn beneath an office chair?”
Silence. This was the winning idea, and we all knew it.
The next morning it was just a matter of coming in early and finding an open seat. 7:55a rolls around and there were two unfilled seats in the office—new team member, Jordan Hubert, and Co-CEO Hugh Burnham. Without hesitation we strapped the horn to Jordan’s empty chair. It was time to officiate his initiation… with a bang!
Creative Director, Max Liberty-Point, unveiled the horn and a roll of black duct tape (two ingredients that guarantee a laugh!), and began engineering the rig. I sat in the chair several times to mimic the trigger, and Max carefully positioned the horn beneath the cushion. A few extra strips of tape to conceal the device and we were set. All we had to do now was wait.
Five minutes later Jordan strolls into the office, suspecting today would be like any other Tuesday. He places his bag next to the desk and squares himself against the chair. He pivots to sit… but stands to arrange his laptop. After a moment he bends to sit again… but then stands to straighten some papers. The office is silent, a little too silent for those in the know, but Jordan (apparently) didn’t notice. Finally, with a knee bend and a lean, Jordan drops into his chair and the horn’s high-pitched shriek fires! Watch Jordan’s reaction here.
We all got a good laugh, but we were too excited to let April Fool’s end there… especially when there was one seat still not filled. We quickly stripped the horn from Jordan’s chair and applied it to Hugh’s, this time looking over our shoulders to make sure he didn’t walk in the door. We set the trap and walked away, and we seemingly forgot about it. 10a rolls around and Hugh comes in, reminding us of a doctor appointment he had this morning. He walked around the office for a few minutes chatting with everyone individually, all of us now plugged into assignments and phone calls. By the time he stepped into his office, none of us remembered that the bomb has about to go off. The horn blared and the whole office jolted! The horn continued to shriek, holding its blast for nearly 10 seconds. The office quickly reverted to laughter at the sight of Hugh’s hands covering his ears with a perplexed look on his face… but still sitting stationary in the chair until the horn bled itself dry.
Happy April Fool’s from your friendly Gutes!