Birthday Office Prank Novels & Stories

A wave of nausea washed over me. Unlike usual, I pushed him away immediately. "Why didn't you answer your phone?" William looked perplexed and took out his phone, pretending not to know what had happened. "I had a busy day. And my phone died." I couldn't help but sneer. "What a coincidence. You are busy on my birthday." A trace of abnormality flashed in William's eyes. He then returned to normal. He made a show of pulling out an elaborate jewelry box from behind. "Happy Birthday, honey!

Frankly, it both perplexes and irritates me when people anticipate my feigned shock and amazement, when in fact I had long predicted the outcome. Allow me to recount a comparable experience. On the eve of my birthday, my ex-boyfriend, now proudly labeled as such, posed the classic question: “What would you like for your birthday?” I requested a bracelet, and as anticipated, he handed me one the following day. However, he expected me to put on an act of surprise and astonishment, as if I were an impressionable child on Christmas morning. What absurdity! I had long known he would purchase a bracelet for me.

“I'm merely calling to wish you a happy birthday, I can't reach you on your mobile phone that’s why I called here” “I didn't realize it was your birthday until Bryan rang this morning to speak to you, and I feel bad I didn't get you a present. But I'll have one ready for you when you return. I was thinking maybe a shiny new briefcase. Or anything you like. A choice is up to you.” “Would you rather I just take you by surprise? Look, I'll hang up now; you're clearly busy at the moment,” she said in a hurry. “You bet I'm not. A glass of champagne was just brought to me as a surprise by my assistant.”

George, one of our waiters shouted with a whistle that called more attention. The card attached to the pink hydrangea and lilies artistically arranged read: My office tomorrow 10am or jail. Great! Even today on my birthday I have to constantly be reminded of all the ways turning 23 feel like a shitty year. I was an orphan who was in debt by association. I'm one sleep away from having my brother, the one I shared a womb with go to jail for fraud. The loud sigh that left my lips made me feel like a 80year old woman and I threw the flowers in the nearest bin, not bothering to hide my disdain at the beautiful masterpiece and the sender.

But anyway he managed to lie, he didn't want to stress them with my birthday during this busy time. So then Grace made a chat group called 'Ethan's Birthday' yesterday night, consisting the five of them and started planning how and when to celebrate my birthday. At last they decided to cut cake at Black Swan before we all head back home. Their plan was that they pretend like they forgot my birthday and then they will all leave after saying Bye to me. But they will be waiting at Black Swan with my cake and then Michael would bring me here saying he wants to have an Ice-cream. But as we step into the restaurant, they all surprise me with cake and singing happy birthday. Michael told me everyth

I will wash it later. I scanned around and no one was around that's odd. I hope they are not planning any more pranks. I sighed going back to my room "SURPRISE!!" everyone yelled as soon as I opened the door I gasped as roses fell on me. My room had been decorated beautifully and everyone was all dressed up and holding presents. And there was a chocolate cake in the middle Oh my gosh!! "Happy birthday Angel sorry for the prank it was the only way we could do this without you noticing.." BeBe said.

But it is that i just can't. Nate's birthday went by and i texted him a 'happy birthday' on I*******m. He said a 'thank you' and then we didnt talk. pranked me...... I wish i were with them.

I don’t know why sir had to pair us with our senior year students for the drama fare program. ‘’You should young lady. And….’’ He said in his usual angry mood. ‘’And?’’ I asked waiting for him to blast a bomb on my head. ‘’’ Happy birthday.’’ He said in seconds and before I could say thanks I heard the phone call cut beeping sound. Did the mighty time blast just wish me a birthday? I can’t believe my ears. I need to pinch myself to know if it’s true. Ouch! It’s true.

we all said in unison, drawing the attention of our visitors to our table. "You're not helping, Noah, but yeah, you're right, that was so attractive," I heard my brothers laugh as they nudged their wives. We quickly finished the celebration because my son was getting impatient. "Thank you for coming to my birthday; I really appreciate it. Take care." What else can I expect from Noah, who believes that talking is a waste of energy and time? "Happy birthday, bro! I have a gift for you at the bar at 8:00 pm sharp!" I furrowed my brow at Klein's announcement. These kids, they're so arrogant!

Let’s go and see a particular scenario that happened. My guy decided to surprise me on my birthday. He came in as early as 6 am with a lovely birthday greeting card. He gave me it and I opened it to see lovely writings. It was a poem written inside especially for me. I never knew he was such a good poet. “This is beautiful, how romantic,” I said. I read more and exclaimed “Arr, how nice of you. I’m so touched by your kind words.” I simply gave him a good hug and turned back to the hostel but he quickly held on to one of my hands and said, “don’t tell me you are leaving me, birthday girl, can we make it a date this evening, say 6 pm or 7 pm?” “Okay now, I’ll see you by 6 pm,” I replied. “It i