I try to learn something every week. It used to be every day but that got tiring after a while.
Well, this week I learned that everyone is a comedian. And by everyone, I mean everyone.
I wrote last week about how my hatred of oranges turned into an April Fool’s Day of fun for the whole office.
Well, since then it seems some of those who read the column wanted to get in on the fun, too.
I’ve been offered orange soda, orange gum and orange Peeps (which don’t even exist), and was told that plans to sneak an orange into my purse at this week’s Rotary meeting were thwarted.
Even children I don’t even know are picking on me with oranges. I met a friend for lunch this week to meet his two sons.
I’ve heard all about his boys — we’ll just call them the Double G’s — and was excited to finally meet them. Well, that was until he uttered the words, “They’re bringing you a surprise.”
From what I’ve heard about the Double G’s, I felt I was justified in my fear.
Well, lunch day came. As the four of us were walking into the restaurant and exchanging pleasantries, everything seemed nice enough. We were shown to our table and sat down. As my back was turned to hang my purse on the back of my chair, they each fished an orange out of their pockets and sat them on the table in front of them.
I turned back around to a table full of oranges and three of the biggest smirks I’ve ever seen. To say they were proud of themselves would be a massive understatement.
And don’t think the “fun” here at the office stopped on April Fool’s Day either.