Gotcha Good

Happy April Fool's Day!

I played a little joke on Sally & Janie this morning. I told them that a construction worker next door dropped something on my Porsche, and I knew exactly which one of them would buy it and which one would call my bluff. Janie was the one who saw through my lie, but I knew she would because she was involved in one of the better jokes played on me a few years back and could smell a lame attempt a mile away.

Janie and my dad were in cahoots on this one, so I didn't stand a chance. Jay and I were living in Marietta back in 2003, and I am standing in the kitchen and my phone rings. It’s my dad. He sounded upset and panicked, and he jumped into the story. "Mary Margaret, Janie is in jail and she needs to be bailed out, and I don't have the cash on hand to do it myself. Her bail is $1500." What! Did you just say $1500 and Janie in jail? What on earth could she have done to have required such an extreme bail amount in Starkville!? I can’t remember what reason he gave me…warrant for too many speeding tickets?

All I know is I started fumbling around…both mad at Janie for getting into trouble and worried sick about the idea of her sitting in a little cell all upset. I had just started my job here in Atlanta, and told my dad that I had just barely enough money in my checking to cover the amount, and I was on my way to the grocery and would wire it to him pronto.

He started laughing and said “April Fools.” Quiet. Ha. Ha. Very funny. I was all worked up. So much so that when Janie called me a few minutes later, I was still kind of mad at her for being in fake-jail. She told me she had pulled the joke on Daddy earlier and got him good. He reacted the same way I did, and they both decided that it was such a good one that they were going to try it out on me.

So Janie…I guess I won’t ever be able to top you or get you because you are the master!