Chris and the chair
I was on a night out with some friends in Colchester earlier this summer, and I was bored. I had to drive home, you see, and I was very tired. We were all in Yates when Chris decided he need another pint (he really, really didn't) and diappeared toward the bar. As he returned, I subtly slid his chair - one of those inexplicably tall chairs that go with the inexplicably tall tables they have in those places - backward about four feet. Chris carried on talking for a while, before attempting to sit down, pint still clutched in his hand.

He reached a sitting position... and carried on. I'll never forget the look on his face - it was the epitome of disbelief. He remained in a sitting position as he toppled very, very slowly over backward. He also held his pint in the standard "Upright, ready to drink" position. This meant that as he fell, the glass rotated by 90 degrees, sloshing a nearly full pint of carling right into his shocked face.

What made it even better was that he didn't realise that I had moved his chair - he thought that he had simply sat on thin air, thinking there was a chair there. He was cringing with embarrassment for hours...


(I did tell him eventually though - I'm not completely heartless)
( MatJ LOOK, Fri 18 Dec 2009, 23:49, Reply)