- Is It Living? By: Malok
When I was in engineering college, everyone loved to play practical jokes on one another. Since it was a technical school, common things such as whoopee cushions and the like really were frowned upon as being unoriginal and lame. It was all about who could top the other with a technically challenging practical joke.
One day, we decided to play one on our Resident Assistant (upperclassman supervisor).
He was habitually late for class, always leaving in a mad rush at the last minute – and as a result, he regularly left his door unlocked. His mistake.
While he was in class, we prepped his room for our joke later that night. We first drilled a hole through the wall. We then took apart his stereo, ran a secondary power supply – and then extended all the radio controls plus power supply underneath the carpet, through the hole in the wall – and then ran the cords around the building to our dorm room. This gave us full control of his stereo since we could control the volume, power, channels, and microphone from OUR dorm room.
Later that night, our Resident Assistant retired for the evening. We waited a few hours to make sure he was fast asleep.
Then we struck.
We did an old college trick of “pennying him in”. Pennying someone is where you take the claw of a hammer, place it between the door jam and door close to the door handle – and then you pry the door away from the jam – and then slide pennys stacked (and ideally pre-bound together to expedite the process) in between the door and the jam.
This puts so much pressure on the door handle against the door casing, that the person inside can NOT turn the door handle to get out.
After securing our prey, I mean Resident Assistant, we then had to make sure he would remain disoriented, so we accessed the breaker box for his room, and turned off his power. That way, when he was awakened from his night’s slumber, he wouldn’t be able to turn on the lights to see what was going on.
Then it began. We turned on his stereo remotely from our room, and had it BLASTING. He immediately leaped from his bed, and turned on the light to no avail. He then reached to turn off the power to his stereo. But, the stereo raged on. He then unplugged his stereo from wall. It continued blasting.
And so our all night music marathon continued. We all took turns being DJs making sure that the most annoying selections were at the top of our play lists.
The next morning, we released him from his room.
He stumbled out with blood shot eyes and bewildered, and said “That was the worst night I’ve ever had. I unplugged the stereo from the wall, was looking at the plug in my hand – and the stereo was still screaming.”
Mission accomplished.
Doing a really great job here. I can totally relate to what you’ve written. I stayed in a dorm when I was in college but moved out when I was graduating. You should try living outside of Campus. That’s if your school allows it. Cheers!
Living in a Dorm reminded me of going to camp in the summertime. Lots of growing pains but fun overall.
Man that sure beats anything we did when I was in college. I wish I could have been there to see that!
Love it. I got stuck in an all girls dorm for my first year, and all we did was torture each other by being moody and hormonal….