After my post about adventures in the London tube, Macklaine said he had a story to make me feel better.
Apparently one of his colleagues stepped into a train, and was bent over searching for something in her bag as the doors closed behind her. When she found what she was looking for and tried to stand up again, she realised that she couldn't, because her skirt was caught between the closed doors in a position that didn't allow her to stand up.
Just then the train started to pull away from the platform, and so she had no choice but to remain squatted on the floor, attached to the door, for the entire two minutes till the next station!
"There," he said, "feel better now?"
"Yes, much. Thanks," I replied, wiping tears of mirth from my eyes.
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