I think I've told this before but I'll give it again anyway:
I used to commute by train up to central London every morning. I'd been late a few times and late again this morning I was rushing and desperate not to miss my train again. Coming down the stairs to the platform the train was just creeping out of the station so I upped the pace ran along yanked open the door (slam door train) jumped in slammed the door shut and flopped down on the seat. I glanced around and everyone was looking at me, all with a puzzled look.
Then the train slowly pulled to a standstill. It was coming in, not pulling out.
Another train incident.
A warm summers evening sitting in the packed train on the way home, the sun beating in through the window, the rocking of the train, the rhythmic clicking of the wheels on the track, tired after work.
Next thing I know I am waking up. head cranked over to one side resting on the shoulder of the bloke sat next to me. He was also asleep.
It gets worse.
I had been drooling, onto his shoulder.
It gets worse.
All the passengers sat opposite were smirking.
It gets worse.
They were all girls/young women.
I was about 17 at the time and I think you could have fried eggs on my face I was blushing that much.