Another time when I attended NTID, there were many of us who were a bit on the nutty side. Various students managed to find ways to abuse and confuse the elevators in the Ellingson dorm building, known as Tower A. I managed to make it think it was opening up on 7th floor when it was actually on the 6th. A trip down to the basement reset its floor identity crisis.
There was this one day I said bye to my friend as the elevator door was closing. Then I ran down 10 floors and made it right in front of the elevator on the ground floor just as it was opening. I couldn't resist.
"What took so long?"
The looks of some of the people getting off the elevator were priceless.