Stevie says, if memory serves, the jokes from Tim started about an hour after he started work at the City of Casa Grande.

“So what? You turned state’s evidence? You’re hiding out here? No Italian moves to Arizona unless they’re hiding something,” said Tim.

And by the end of the work day, my husband Steven would forever be known as Stevie “The Fish” Romano. Because, you know, all Italians need to have a nickname.

From there, the practical joking only escalated. Tim is a joker, and Steven is always game to play along. After months and months of being startled by Tim sneaking up and pounding on his office window and taping a dirty “Will Work For Food” sign he’d found in the parking lot to Steven’s door, Stevie “The Fish” finally got a chance to retaliate.

As Steven left work so we could fly to New York for vacation in July 2009, he snuck into Tim’s office to steal a framed photo of Tim’s wife from his desk. Every day of our weeklong vacation, we made sure to take photos showing Tim’s wife enjoying her impromptu New York vacation. Here are a few of the highlights…

We’ve got Tim’s wife making Gary’s famous cheese dip, and checking out Donny’s new barbecue grill…

Tim’s wife enjoying some Entenmann’s doughnuts with the Meyer’s…

Tim’s wife with Aaron “The Base” Moranz and Scott “Money” Geminn…

Tim’s wife with Audrey and Lorelei Heath…

Tim’s wife with the world famous Candlelight hot wings…

Tim’s wife with the Filippelli’s and the Kennedy’s…

And Tim’s wife, seeing her first ever New York Mets game at the new Citi Field in Flushing Queens…

I gotta admit, Steven and I were pretty proud of ourselves for that little prank, and everyone in the City of Casa Grande offices had fun receiving a daily email and seeing the pictures of Tim’s wife in New York on Facebook.

After that, we knew, Tim was going to have to get creative to get back at Stevie “The Fish”.

Other than a farewell cake ambush that was caught on video on Steven’s last day at Casa Grande, all has been quiet on the Tim pranking front.

Until today…

The UPS man rang the bell and left this package at the door. Even if Tim hadn’t contacted me through Facebook two days ago, I would have known immediately who the package was from as soon as I saw the label. I laughed and set it aside. Steven came home from lunch and immediately tore into the package…

Well-played Mr. Proffer. Well-played.

But be warned, Prank War 2012 is on. And you should never underestimate Stevie “The Fish”.

About the Author Lori Romano

I am a writer, photographer, wife, mother, dog owner, half-assed housekeeper and a self-proclaimed coffee and chocolate addict. One day, I will write a book.

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