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Kind of a reverse, but the Mr. Potatohead I had on my desk was a stolen and a ransom note emailed to my work address from wheresmrpotatohead@gmail.com or something to that effect. This was the latest blow in a long series of escalating pranks between a coworker and myself (I had previous swapped the M and N keys on his keyboard, while he had encased my nameplate in a block of jello).
Determined to one up my adversary, I used Google’s forgotten password system and entered the current date (guessing correctly that he created the account the same day he sent the email) along with something else I can’t recall. No backup email was given for the account, so I helpfully provided my own work email address, to which Google later sent a password recovery email.
I changed the password, took control of the account, and emailed my coworker from it. He quickly admitted defeat and never attempted to prank me again. The legend is still told in the office how I “hacked into gmail”.
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