Only if the button in question is sufficiently beeyootiful, shiny, jolly, and/or candy-like.
Twice.
You are optimistic. 
Reminds me of Bobbi, in the Stephen King novel The Tommyknockers, asking Gard, “Do you think humans can push away any knowledge once they’ve seen the edge of it?” and his reply, “I had been picketing nuclear power plants on that assumption, yes…” Poor Gard.
This may have been me.
On second thought, I think I’d just walk around it and keep going. I might mutter “what the fuck” as I did so. There ya go.
I hastily kick, bat, knock, or throw the box as far away as possible and hide under my desk or behind the nearest makeshift protection/barrier.
If it happens to land or bounce button-first… :eek: Oops! :smack:
And maybe I’ll survive long enough to see what the countdown brings.
–G!
No. I would wonder what it does, but I would also think that someone was attempting to make me responsible for their horribleness.
I voted yes even though I’m confronted with giant red buttons all day long and never press them. Pressing them without reason means my job. But if there is a countdown, that usually means there is a fire and a halon drop is imminent.
Well, I haven’t had this happen to me in real life.
However, in the movies, a red button and a synthesized female countdown generally indicates a self-destruct sequence.
So, no, I don’t think I’d push it, unless I felt like the button would cancel it? I dunno.
Can I pee on it? I’m gonna pee on it.
The button?
I chuck it [del]into the quarry[/del] out the back door, where it will roll down the hill. Then I throw myself against the floor.
SLAM… <waits>…
Where’s the KABOOM!?
Nope. Sure, if they wanted to do something bad, they wouldn’t need my help. But the same goes with something good.
The main thing is that it means someone has snuck into my house, and they are clearly pressuring me into doing something. I don’t trust them, so I’m going to be defiant. And, yes, I might run away, because they may still be in the house.
This is my instinctual reaction to being pressured: angry defiance. Throw in a reason to think that the installer is untrustworthy, and it becomes nearly certain.
Plus, if my reaction results in something bad happening or anything good not happening, it’s not really my fault, since I was unaware anything bad could happen. It’s just someone else being a jerk.
J.J. Abrams and Damon Lindelof destroy another good story yet again with their inane “mystery box” theory of entertainment.
Stranger
I hate it whenever I have to change my meds.
Speaking of mystery boxes, I like the one from Fargo.
Does it mean I get to call you slythe again?
Two more wishes.
I think I’d push it. I’m fairly risk averse, but for me, the countdown seems to be the biggest risk, given the mysterious and timely appearance of the button itself.