Late to this party, but it’s a three-fer…
I was on the tube (London subway) heading across London to catch a train to meet up with some friends.
I was a bit distracted so only noticed we were at the stop I needed to get off at after we’d been there for 30 or so seconds and the warning beeps had started.
#1. I darted for the doors which closed when just my head was through.
#2. The driver admonished me over the intercom: “Can the idiot with his head in the door pull it back so we can proceed.”
#3. (Delayed). The tube is fucking filthy. As were the doors. Which had left black marks down the sides of my head and neck which I didn’t discover until three hours later when I finally reached my destination and my friends told me.