I went into the lunchroom a bit ago and saw that someone had tied a very large rubber band around two chairs for no apparent reason. So I decided to give them something to think about: I went back to my desk, cut out several articles of miniature paper clothing, and taped them over the rubber band between the two chairs. Let them try to figure out who did it.
About ten minutes after posting, my phone rang. The nifty little text console said “INTERCOM FROM KELLY.”
“Did you leave your little paper dolly clothes in the lunchroom?”
“I dunno. Did I?”
“Well, it just seemed like something you’d do.”
Damn, I’m getting predictable.
At lunch I found out who hung the rubber band in the first place. She walked in while everybody else was remarking on how the clothes culprit must have too much time on their hands. And it turns out I’m definitely getting a reputation for this sort of thing, even not having done it often (or much at all really). Two other people had me pegged before I confessed. Fortunately, everybody I talked to thought it was funny.