You are a card carrying member of the pretty revenge society

That is one way to be remembered.

Pretty petty, you should've emptied your boss' business card box and inserted your old ones in place.

Unfortunately, you likely won't find out when the last one is found... but what an epic departure.

A friend of ours hosted a bachelor party, the strippers left cards out.  46 of them to be exact.  We hid them throughout this guy's house.  We told him to share every time he found one and where he found them... and he did.

This was 15 years ago.

4 years ago he found 45.  We knew there was one left AND we knew where it was.  When it was placed (his grandmother's cookbook) we knew it would be the last one found.

3 months ago he moved out of the house.  He sent a message saying "completely moved out.  Every room has been cleared.  Lucky 46 will be found by the next owner I guess."

2 days later, we get the text we had all been waiting for.

"You will all go to hell for soiling my Grandmother's Bangers and Mash recipe!"

A prank seasoned to perfection over 15 years 👌 

I found some old business cards for a previous supervisor. I held onto them in every so often would mess with a friend by taping one to the underside of her mouse. Also trimmed to shape and taped to the end of a barcode scan scanner.

I’m pretty sure I still have some. She doesn’t work there anymore, but I’d be tempted to mail her one just to be funny.

I did something similar once, except this place had been too cheap to get me actual business cards.

Instead, I had to print out sheets of stickers with my name on them, to stick over names on a stockpile of existing business cards. Welcome to working for a not-for-profit.

I can't remember all the places I stuck them, but my favourites were: On the blade of a pedistal fan. Across billboards in photos on the walls. Over other colleagues business cards.

A story I heard after I left is that the boss was holding a serious meeting, paused and looked up thoughtfully, and burst out laughing seeing my name stuck to the ceiling.

You played your last cards pretty well.

Lovely...

I interviewed a few years ago with a guy, who manages a whole floor of developers for a a system i wrote...

After a bout 10 minutes, I asked him.. are we talking g about the modeling system, he replied yes, I told him I created that system, he called me a liar, I told him he can ask at least 6 people in the building, including the ceo... the interview ended badly...

If the software encounters an error, it displays my company, my name and my phone number...

It’s petty to the extreme, yet its annoyance factor will grow exponentially. Well played.

I did something similar on my last full day in the Navy.

I had a Chief (newly promoted) who was kind of a dick, and was pissed that I had chosen to separate instead of reenlisting.

I was a Yeoman, so my job was making coffee and filing documents in defense of the nation; this guy gave me a busy-work task so it’d be done before I left for the last time: relabel all of the files in the lieutenants’ office. Probably 1000 files.

He got me a dymo labeler and miles of tape for the project and set me up for that last evening (I worked nights) of work.

Important note: this guy drank coffee all the time, and his last cup, he’d always leave it half full for tomorrow’s first cup of the day. Like sourdough, he’d always leave never washed it; just refilled over the cold stuff.

So: I go about my labeling; actually working up as sweat, but by 3:00, I’m done. Exhausted and still pissed he tagged me with this gig , I decided to”you want labeling? I’ll give you labeling”. I proceeded to label every literal thing in our office: bulkhead, overhead, every doorknob, chair, document, ashtray, furniture; everything.

The final straw? I floated a label “coffee” in that chief’s cup.

I never saw his face or reaction to my labeling expedition, but I imagine some of my labels went down with my ship after it was sent for scrap 10 years later.

I printed and hid a bunch of labels that said "Fuck [company name]" and it still makes me giggle over ten years later.

You were simply leaving your mark, I mean card 😉

Fuck doing an exit interview - I would have just exited.

Perfect! My last day I changed the password to the major spreadsheet the office uses, one that i had created over many years. I changed the password to "gofuckyourself" and then when the boss called for the password, I said it was Go Fuck Yourself so she had to carefully type it out. Still couldn't get in, they had to make a new spreadsheet.

Well done my friend

You are a legend.

Touché

You could have had a box of cards printed with your boss' name but with a subtle error. Wrong email address or phone number and snuck them in the pile on his desk.

OMG I snorted a laugh. This is great! Brilliant!

Hopefully they won't figure out who did it. 😂

Thats some Bateman level cards shenanigans

Sounds like a productive use of your time.

"It's raining cards 😅"

Too bad they weren’t randomly numbered. Especially, if a few were in the thousands range.

Did you work at Dunder Mifflin?

LOVE this.

What a absolute legendary way to leave!

We get it, Kilroy.

You shall be the ghost in the machine!

This is awesome. The toilet paper one is amazing.

I love this 😀

Lol nice work.

Nice. That's a very satisfying way to waste time on your last day. Congratulations.

Teehee 😘

My last day my new petty boss I was quitting on, somehow auto dialled a bunch of random people spoofing my desk phone number so my phone rang non stop for several hours. I would answer and angry people would yell at me for calling them over and over. I tried to explain I didn’t call but that just made them angrier.

I would have just unplugged to phone but many colleagues were calling to wish me well and such.

Hubby laughed hardy than me. And I was doing a pretty good job. You should have written "Miss me?" on some 🤗

What choice did you have, you had no ducks!

Wait. Did no one notice?

I've done this, but with condoms throughout a military office.

When I worked at a museum they rebranded and had boxes of these stupid red squares cut out of card stock with a tiny url to the museums website printed on them. They were supposed to be handed out at random community events to stir interest about the rebranding. No one at the events wanted to be handed these random pieces of trash so we were stuck with them. It was such a huge waste of money for an already struggling non-profit so before they were put in the dumpster myself and a few other employees in the business office hid an entire box of them in various places in each other's offices. It was an ongoing joke to pull out a file and have a red square in it. We found them for a few years until we all moved on to other jobs. I am sure the people who came after us continued to find them for some time.

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