I had had no inkling that this was in the works. Our building has been pretty empty this week, including most of the usual suspects for such a prank. The prime suspect was at lunch. My driver's side window was barely cracked open, making me wonder whose snakelike arm could have slid down to the door lock. No one was there to witness my jumping around, hand flailing, and baffled shouting: "Who did this? Who did this?"
These are the cones comfortably snuggled up in the passenger seat, where I moved them so I could drive...and where they surprised me again this morning.
