One of my favorite stunts to pull on my son
was when I was living in my first apartment, which was on the second floor of the building. I had my computer set up in the living room, very near to the door of the apartment. My chair was one of those molded fiberglass bucket seats with padding on a swivel that were popular in the early 70s.

I would hear the door to the building open and hear feet on the staircase and swivel in my chair to face the door, elbows on the armrests of the chair and fingers steepled, looking expectantly at him as he came in.

Freaked him out every time.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Mon 21 Apr 2008, 19:47, Reply)