Act 1: The Googler who cried snake  Sunday April 1st, NYooglers
(a word for New York Googlers I can't convince anyone else to
use) receive an email about a python. I assume it's either Guido
van Rossum talking about his programming language, or, because
it's April Fool's, something like Gmail Paper or PigeonRank.
Boy, am I surprised when I see the following message:  "Over the
weekend, a pet snake belonging to a Googler escaped from its
cage. The snake is a 3-foot long, brown-and-grey, ball python
named Kaiser. Ball pythons are non-venomous and are commonly
kept as pets. Tempting as it might be, this is not an April
Fool's joke! We are sending this message to alert you to the
situation and to let you know what to do in the event that you
see the snake."  Act 2: A community unites  Monday morning in
the office, we react. Some laugh, some debate whether it is
actually a joke, and some stand away from walls and corners. At
least one considers buying rubber snakes en masse. The bathrooms
have slightly fewer occup