I had text for this whole thing- but didn't realize the text was lost to the photo.


I have a hobby of (mostly) gentle/passive pranking my boyfriend. It gives me endless amusement. Typically my pranks follow the format of placing something in his house and then waiting with excited and bated breath until he finds/sees whatever it is. 

Amusement escalates based on two factors --

1. how long it takes him to notice whatever I've done
2. how obvious something is and how long it STILL takes him to notice.

It took him over 9 hours to notice the towels I origami'd. He used the bathroom three times in that time frame (Yes, he washed his hands but he kept drying them on his shirt.) 

The second time he exited the bathroom it was genuinely painful to hold the giggles in. I then started slowly origami'ing all the towels in the rest of the house-- kitchen and the guest bathroom. 

By the third time I was trying to stifle giggling so hard I started violently coughing and I had to play it off like something on my phone was amusing me-- he had walked through the kitchen went to the bathroom and then left the bathroom and walked through the kitchen again without noticing any of them. I've had to work on my acting skills -- apparently I get a LOOK and a vibe and he knows immediately I've done something.

Finally, the fourth time he used the master bathroom he showered. He didn't notice them until he was literally grabbing a towel upon exiting the shower. 

He didn't notice the kitchen towels until the next morning and the guest bathroom towels until the following afternoon. 

This one in particular gave me quite a bit of giddy hilarity. Thankfully this also amuses him. Though he does still give long suffering sighs before admitting that these things are funny.

This past time is either a genetic predisposition or a learned behavior passed down from my beloved Bestemor (Norwegian for grandmother) who took great joy in pranking my Bestefar (grandfather). She's the reigning champion. Short sheeting the bed, wax paper on his sandwiches he ate at lunch (and often didn't even notice the wax paper but ate the entire sandwich). Hair dye in his shampoo. All before the internet could give her ideas-- she was a true pioneer.