Mark Breckheimer adjusted his Les Stumpf Ford employee name tag and smoothed his black hair as he and his coworker Aaron walked into the office just in time to catch the tail end of their bosses’ telephone conversation.
"I don’t give a damn what you have to do...just get it done!" Chuck Thompson, the easily provoked Rental Manger slammed the phone into the cradle and glared at his employees.
Mark and Aaron anxiously waited for the verbal lashing they knew was coming. Chuck ran his fingers through his gray hair, cracked his knuckles and motioned the two men forward. Mark, usually more comfortable cracking jokes than carrying on a conversation, nervously shuffled his feet on the plush carpet and shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his blue work pants while Aaron arrogantly lounged on the arm of a leather chair.
"Well guys," Chuck began in a stern voice that made Mark cringe and avert his eyes, "we just received some news from the Vice President of the company."
Mark raised his eyes and pulled his hands from his pockets in protest, ready to explain away whatever mistake he was accused of making. He noticed a smirk playing at the corner of Aaron’s mouth and confused, looked to Chuck for an explanation.
"Well..." Chuck started, meeting Mark’s stare. "Congratulations guys...we all received a raise for this quarter!"
Aaron and Chuck clapped Mark on the back and began laughing hysterically.
"Man, we got you so good!" Aaron laughed, happy to have finally tricked the "ultimate prankster."
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