🕊️ April Fools' Recap: Please trust the pigeons.
As you have probably already guessed from the intro: yes. We are absolutely going to talk about last week's April Fools' day.
More specifically about what went wrong.
I'm given to understand that XERXES has a long and proud history of pranks, so it is no surprise that April 1st started with a security update by Building Security, informing us that bread is now illegal and anyone possessing any would be arrested on the spot.
Finance followed that up by hanging up signs to vote for a new name for meeting room number 69 because "its inherently suggestive nature is inappropriate in a workplace setting". The last time I checked the poll, 'The Place Where Dreams Go To Die' has been the clear winner, beating 'Not there' and 'The War Room' by a narrow margin.
By lunch, R&D had joined in on the fun with a company-wide email to let everyone know that, going forward, all meeting invites before 4 PM and after 5 PM will be declined as part of a new "optimized efficiency workflow".
(Unlike other departments, they have yet to acknowledge the joke as a joke. Nor taken it back.)
All in good fun, as you can see.
Until PR decided to do what PR does best: try to outdo everyone else to the point where it blows up in all of our faces, then leave it to the rest of us to clean up the aftermath.
It doesn't count as a spoiler when we all lived through it, right?
To refresh your memory: in the early afternoon, PR put out an official press release.
Without clearing it with Marketing, by the way.
I'm not saying we would have put a stop to it but there's no way to prove that we wouldn't have either. You get what I'm saying?
The announcement claimed that an anonymous tip has revealed that supervillains have been using pigeons to spy on regular citizens through a complicated mind-melt technique.
I admit, the idea itself wasn't bad. After the recent duck disaster, it doesn't seem that unlikely.
Which was precisely the problem.
It was too convincing. Not just here, inside XERXES, where kind Jordan suddenly got side-eyed for feeding the pigeons on the seventh floor, but out in the city as well.
I'm sure there are some people who did take the press release as the joke it was intended to be. But supervillains have a reputation for making use of the April 1st confusion, so they weren't a majority.
Then someone actually exposed a shapeshifter who had been pretending to be a pigeon and the hunt was on.
And I mean that very literal.
Poor pigeons. They really had a rough day.
All in all and with the help of several hundred courageous and possibly fanatic civilians, a total of 23 false pigeons were successfully identified and arrested. Or delivered to the doors of our headquarters. Most of them a little worse for wear, though Medical is confident they will all make a full recovery.
Which is good news, considering that those false pigeons have turned out to be undercover operatives from our very own deescalation squads.
Turns out the story was truer than expected, only it weren't the supervillains mind-controlling pigeons. It was us, impersonating them.
In the eloquent words of PR: oops?
Needless to say, Top Management was not impressed.
Our beloved CEO X has made a very long statement that has told us very little about what 'Operation Eyes' entails and why it has been essential for the stability of our city during the last a couple of years. The details are probably well above any of our security clearances.
I suppose we will just have to come to terms with the fact that we will never learn the whole truth behind the existence of our no-longer clandestine pigeon operatives.
Though I would like to point out that Top Management has not stated that the operation will be discontinued.
Make of that what you will.
"Our bad," the head of the PR department summed up the entire situation in a company-wide emergency meeting at 4:57 PM, while R&D started to shift impatiently in their seats. "We made a slight miscalculation. That's on us."
No one disagreed with the assessment.
On the bright side, we know once and for all that whatever super duper secret meetings are taking place on the seventh floor that we all pretend to know nothing about, PR definitely isn't invited to any of them.
There is some satisfaction in that, don't you think?
Aside from that I believe I speak for everyone—humanoid and bird—when I say that PR is not allowed to make jokes.
Ever.
No pigeon has been available for comment but I am confident that they are on my side.
As they have always been.