This week I was returning home after a long day at the office by train and put on a memorable display.
During this particular journey, I was busily reading my book and couldn't help but notice when a guy got up and went to exit the train at one of the stops. He tried to open the door, and nothing happened. As the train shuffled off, I felt sorry for the guy because he'd missed his train and looked like a bit of a dick in front of me.
"Uh wait a second", I thought, perhaps the door wouldn't open! "Oh no, poor bugger. That would be horrible if that happened to me!"
As we pulled into the next station, and I put my book down and watched with interest to see if he got shafted once again.
"BEEEEEEEP", the train made the right noise this time and out he popped.
I returned back to my book and read like a maniac for the remainder of the journey. In fact, even as the train was pulling in to Bentleigh station, I was still at it til the very last moment.
So the train stopped, I leapt up gathering my things and then made my way out recalling the poor fella who'd just missed his stop.
The beep went off, I tried to open the door - but it wasn't budging. The were two guys sitting right there, and I let out a, "Ahhh, it's jammed and won't let me out!"
And as one of the guys leapt out of his seat to help me, my macho side took over and I reefed open the door with a lot of my might.
As I was about to squeeze myself through the crack I'd made for myself, it was at the moment that I looked down at the bare tracks, rocks and nasty looking drop that I realised I'd gone to exit the wrong side of the train.
What a dick.
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