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I’ll start you off with a prank played on a CO that regularly overstayed her welcome particularly on a Friday night when there were no lettings.
This was way back in the dark ages when I worked at a large comprehensive school as an assistant caretaker around the late seventies.
The Teacher in question was always friendly and played jokes with us caretakers, she often apologised for her lateness blaming workload and we chastised her in jest only.
One Friday evening we decided to get the life size skeleton from the science lab and place it in the lady’s toilet, always her last port of call before leaving the building. We draped a black cape borrowed from the drama department over the skeleton and placed it next to the hand basins behind the cubicles out of view from the entrance door.
She went in, there was silence for around 2 minutes then the most horrific scream I’ve ever heard in any horror film followed by the teacher running out of the toilet.
I ducked the swinging handbag and took the verbal reprimand but got a nice cuddle into the bargain. After she calmed down, I was ordered to remove the skeleton as she needed to visit the toilet again to check her makeup after the fits of tears and laughter.
I’ll get you back were her last words on exiting the school.
We used that skeleton again to good effect mostly on other caretakers by sending them up to check a room, one young new trainee assistant caretaker ran out of the building screaming but brought his mum up to the school the very next day, I took the blame…
Over to you
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