Some good ideas here. Last month one of the apprentices cut his hand on a chop saw at work. My foreman told me he had cut of 2 fingers and could I look in the extraction silo and see if I could recover them. I spent 45 minutes busting my ass before the git let on that it was a joke
I got even big time. I got the spare keys to his nice new work van and moved his van from outside his house to a pub's car park about 1/2 a mile away from his house. He woke up in the morning thinking his van had been stolen. When he arrived at work some 3 hours later he was really pissed off
When the police phoned my boss to tell them the van had been recovered from a pub car park it made it look like my foreman had got drunk and forgotten where he had parked
Revenge is a dish best served cold