Chapter 1: First steps, baby steps

4. The Montana Incident

It was a day etched in the annals of our office’s history, a comedy of errors that could rival a Shakespearean farce.

It all began innocently enough, with a mischievous glint in our eyes and the clickety-clack of keyboards as we concocted what we thought was a harmless prank. You see, Davide, our beloved grumpy bear, was known for his aversion to anything outside his cozy tech cave. So naturally, the idea of sending him off to the wilds of Montana for a year-long project seemed like the ultimate jest.

With devilish glee, we drafted an email fit for the ages, meticulously crafting every detail to mimic the style and tone of our esteemed General Manager. We even went so far as to spoof the email address, ensuring it appeared as though it came straight from the top.

The contents of the email were nothing short of elaborate, outlining Davide’s supposed assignment in Montana, complete with project details, timelines, and even a faux itinerary. We spared no detail, making it seem as convincing as possible, all the while stifling our laughter like mischievous schoolchildren.

With trembling hands and barely contained excitement, we sent the email off into the digital ether, watching with bated breath as Davide’s unsuspecting inbox received the faux missive.

And then, the moment of truth arrived. Davide, pale as a ghost and visibly shaken, burst into our midst, his frustration palpable as he waved the email in our faces.

“What is this?!” he demanded, having printed the note, adding an extra layer of drama to the scene.

Suppressing giggles behind our hands, we feigned innocence, pretending to read the email for the first time. “Oh Davide, how could this have happened?” we exclaimed, struggling to contain our amusement.

As Davide’s panic reached a fever pitch, it became clear that the prank had spiraled out of control. He was on the brink of storming into the General Manager’s office, ready to decline the invitation to Montana in person.

With a collective sigh, we finally came clean, revealing the truth behind the elaborate ruse. Davide’s relief was palpable, followed swiftly by a mixture of amusement and exasperation as he realized the extent of our deception.

In the end, the “Montana Incident” served as a cautionary tale, a reminder that even the best-laid plans can unravel in the most unexpected ways. But amidst the chaos and laughter, it also brought our team closer together, forging bonds that would withstand even the wildest of pranks. And as for Davide, well, let’s just say he’s never looked at his inbox the same way again.

write about that time when you and your colleagues wrote a very detailed email using the branch General Manager as the sender (you could send it directly to the mail server back then) stating that one of the developers, Davide, was to be sent in Montana for a 1 year project starting in 2 weeks. We decided to spill the beans only when Davide came to us pale and frustrated as he did not know how to turn down the invite and was almost going through the GM’s door!!!