The Best Prank I Ever Pulled
When my dad sent me a photo of the pile of rubble that used to be our house in West, Texas, it got me thinking about growing up there. It made me think of this.
When my younger sister was in high school, she took a Latin class via satellite, to sort of fluff up her college applications. She wanted to go to Georgetown. (She ended up at Georgia Tech.) Anyway, this was an extra class, and the only time she and the other person in the class could take it was before school started. I think it was something like 7 a.m. It took her at least an hour to get ready in the morning — doing her hair and makeup and so on — so she got up before 6 a.m., when it was still dark outside. She also went to bed pretty much no later than 10 every night.
My brother was living with us for a semester, after flunking out of A&M, and he and I shared a room. One night, around 11 or so, we’re headed off for bed and my sister comes out of her room. I guess to use the bathroom. Without even looking at each other, my brother and I come up with the same idea:
"What are you doing? You’re going to be late for your Latin class!"
She immediately disappears into the bathroom and starts the long process of getting ready for school. My brother and I go back out to the living room where my parents (who have not witnessed any of this) are watching TV, and wait.
An hour later, right around midnight, she comes out of her room, hair done, makeup on, fully dressed for a day at school. My parents ask her what she’s doing — and since my brother and sister both are known for sleepwalking, I guess they think that’s what’s up. My brother and I are now cracking our ribs trying to hold in the laughter. She says she’s going to school, and then they tell her what time it is.
She storms off and slams her door HARD.
We tell my parents what we did, and they try to be mad at us, but come on — you can’t be mad at perfectly executed, totally in the moment prank like that.
Well, my sister can. She is still pretty pissed. So, maybe don’t bring that up around her. Also, I know that story makes me and my brother sound like jerks. I was, like, 18. Deal with it.