Yesterday the new Graduate Assistant and one of our Work Study Students were in the work room next to my office, and I could hear them whispering and giggling for ages. I don't know about you, but that sort of thing always makes me feel paranoid.
Then they came into my office and asked if I wanted to be part of their conspiracy, but I had to say yes or no before they would tell me what it was.
Essentially they had hatched a plot to kidnap the Wolverine figurine from Zack, the department's Tech Specialist / Advisor / Assistant Lecturer / Photographer / Videographer / Webmaster / Housing Liason.
I let them do it, because they were so hyped up by then it would have taken the X-Men to stop them. The thing is though that I really don't like practical jokes, so I made sure Wolverine was put somewhere safe (on top of the stationary cupboard) and when Zack hadn't noticed by lunch time today, I cracked and dropped a hint that he might not be noticing something.
He worked out that Wolverine was missing, and found him almost immediately after that. The students had put a Post-It on Logan, that said "Want a Muffin?" because Zack had offered us all a home-made mini-muffin yesterday.
The plan right now is that Zack is going to put Wolverine back on top of the stationary cupboard, but change the Post-It note. He just hasn't worked out what it's going to say yet.