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Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Dude Where's Your Car

Friday is Mark's last day here at work. If ya know Mark, he's kind of what you might call a prankster. This is one of his going away presents.

It began like a typical afternoon at the office. Things were quiet in the afternoon, maybe there was some jib jab about the latest misquote from Michelle Bachmann.

Mark packs up his things to leave for the day. There's an awkward silence in the air. As he walks away, a giggle breaks out over in the HCA corner. We all run over to the windows by customer service attracting a crowd.




Mark walks out to the parking lot. He's looking right at the empty spot next to the white SUV where his car should be. He's confused, hmmm. What the heck? He clicks his key fob a few times, no dice.



He thinks, maybe the SUV he parked next to wasn't white. He checks over by the red SUV, again nada. He checks his phone, what is going on?

He walks back toward the building confused. We're all knocking on the window and bustin' a gut. Gotcha!



Mark, you're welcome. From HCA with love

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