I'm sure glad that story turned out to be a funny one and not a bad injury for the rotund fella. Practical jokes can be funny as hell but some hold a lot of potential for unintended injury.

At the same place I mentioned was a guy named Brady for a while and he was always looking for some prank he could pull on someone. He did pull of a few good'ns but one he tried didn't turn out as planned at all.

At the shop we worked out of was a back door with a push-bar type thing to open it from the inside. Not the normal type bar you usually see but a long, flat, 2" wide metal piece in a metal channel to push on. To get to a storage area and the restroom in a separate building you had to go out that door onto a short landing and down two steps, across 6 feel of pavement and into the other building. The lead technician I pulled the urinal cake prank on was a rotundoid too and he would regularly go barreling out that back door like fright train headed for the restroom or whatever. He never just opened that door like a normal person would but literally bashed into the push bar every time.

Now this was a school district job and our office/shop was located behind a high school so Dog knows what would always end up being strewn around and the area between our building and the other was a favorite place for miscellaneous bullshit to wind up. it was like a useless crap magnet. Somehow a big tractor or backhoe rear tire found its way there and got filled with water from the rain. Brady had this bright idea to prop that tire fulla water up against the outside of the door in the hopes that the next time fatboy shot out that door it would push the tire over which would flop over and tumble down the steps, make a big noise and splash water all over the place. Unfortunately Brady didn't have a real keen grasp of physics and when the big boy hit that door with 340 lbs moving at top speed the tire securely blocked the door from opening at all. we were sitting in at our desks in the other room and heard the biggest, loudest string of foul language I've heard since my Navy days and boy was he pissed. This man was a devout Christian and rarely used bad language, if ever, and it was a shock to me to hear that so I figured it must've hurt and he was pretty pissed off. He came in our area screaming something about nearly breaking his fucking wrist and arm on that goddamned motherfucking door and who the fuck did that!? He looked at Brady because he was of course the automatic primary suspect and Brady just shrugged and muttered, "Wasn't me." I just shook my head.

Later on I asked Brady if he was gonna fess up to it and he said, "Fuck no!" After Brady left that job I told the prankee that Brady did that one and he said he knew that the whole time but didn't want to get in trouble for kicking his ass.

I think after that incident Brady stopped trying to prank anyone until he left and just had to do one more. As a parting gift to me he left a paper cup with a few ounces of milk in it well hidden under my desk and a couple of weeks later every morning I kept checking my shoes to see if I had stepped in dogshit. When I found it I knew it was his work. I miss Brady. He was fun.