We are constantly playing practical jokes on each other and so of course one has to go bad now and then.
Mr. Cher had returned from a business trip to Italy and I was to pick him up at the airport. This time I decided to park and go in to find him at the baggage claim. I spotted him waiting for his bags and I stealthily crept up behind him and grabbed his ears and pushed them outward while saying, "Snark snark," and then I reached around and pushed his nose up like a pig and said, "Oink!"
Mr. Cher looked at me like he had never seen me before in his life! Like, "Who is this nut, assaulting me?!" The two other gentlemen standing with him looked at me in amazement. I will never forget the looks on their faces. Out of the corner of his mouth Mr. C muttered, "My boss!" To which I burst out laughing and had to go hide behind a sign. Literally I was laughing so hard I could not recover. By this time many people are trying to figure out what was going on. Everytime I would look at Mr. C, trying to keep his dignity, it would prompt a round of convulsive laughter which made me choke and gasp.
Unbeknownst to me, his boss and the owner of the company had decided to accompany him instead of going on another flight.
Mr. C had to give up his free ride home because he couldn't admit to knowing me.
Cher