Oh, yes. It’s April Fool’s Day, that once-a-year, sock-it-to-‘em day when, for a few hours at least, we can become again the naughty little children we once were. The jokes we adults play on our friends are sometimes annoying, but more often, just plain funny.
My dad was a great one for April Fool’s Day jokes. I remember the year he called my two aunts early in the morning pretending to be a city worker representing the Water Department. He told them that the city would be working on their sewer lines that day, and therefore, all water service to their homes would be shut off until 6 p.m. He said they should fill pans with water for drinking and fill their bathtubs for other personal use. Under no circumstances were they to flush their toilets.
That evening after dinner we all jumped in the car and my dad drove us to visit my aunts who, fortunately, lived together. By this time it was after six o’clock, so of course they had running water again. But they told us in great detail the discomforts they’d suffered during the day and how they’d had to open the windows to air out the house. Amazingly, they didn’t kill my dad when he broke down and confessed to his April Fool’s joke. They never let him forget it, though, and they never got fooled again.
I thought of my aunts a few days ago when we received a letter from our electric company saying they’d be working in our neighborhood on April 1st. Out of necessity, our power would be temporarily shut off sometime between 9 a.m. and 1 p.m. My first thought was this had to be a joke. But the letterhead was real, and the envelope bore the logo and address of the electric company right where it should be in the upper left-hand corner.
Grumbling to my husband, I crumpled up the letter as I envisioned myself hard at work on my computer when suddenly the power went off. Would my writing be lost? Would my emails vanish into some alien world, never to be found again? Would all my clocks have to be re-set, or my refrigerator go on a defrost rampage?
Worst of all, when my computer came back to life again, would it be infected with the dreaded Conficker worm??
And then I came home from the store yesterday to find a message on my answering machine. "This is your power company calling with an important message. Please disregard any notice you might have received regarding a power outage on April 1st. We apologize for the inconvenience."
So was this an honest mistake by the power service, or an insider practical joke by some soon-to-be-fired company employee. Or even better, did one of my clever children engineer all this as revenge on their good old mom? After all, there was that April Fool’s Day when I put gauze in the pancake mix and served the kids an inedible breakfast. And you know how kids are. They NEVER Forget!
Hmmm. Maybe I’ll send them all emails saying I’m pregnant again. That’ll fix their wagons! (Or give them heart attacks!) :)