…memories percolating up through the years…
Freshman year, OSU (The Ohio State University, not Oklahoma, TYVM), Taylor Tower (the north campus honors dorm)
It was a time of greener people, that is, the recycling program was in full swing. Imagine if you will, huge garbage-type cans on every floor filled with aluminum cans, just waiting for pick-up. Imagine further that some clever scholars have found out how to stop the elevator between floors.
Picture five young, adventurous lads wandering around at 2:30 in the morning with this knowledge and nothing in particular to do. We took a few of these cans to the 12th floor, stopped the elevator between the 12th and 11th and dumped the contents.
Oh, what a cacophony. My, what a racket. We just had to go to the basement to see what had happened.
Stopping between the ground and basement, we found, to our surprise, that very light, empty, aluminum cans did not, in fact smash themselves to bits. Rather they were slightly dented and that was about it. We also found out that the Night Attendants, formerly seated in the first floor lobby, were not terribly amused at the sound of a few hundred cans tumbling down the chute in the wee hours. In fact, as I recall, their exact description of their reaction was something like “you guys scared the shit ou of me!” or something to the effect.
We had to make elevator safety posters and were on probation for a month.
The North campus director said that honors student don’t get into less trouble, they just get into smarter trouble (in comparison with the students that get in trouble for peeing on the elevator control panels, I guess)