Same bloke
His name is Matthew. He is simultaneously the luckiest and unluckiest person I know. He either possesses a charming level of gullibilty or conveys Jedi mind trick powers to anyone he holds a conversation with. Last year he crashed a plane into a field and walked away unharmed. Not even a bruise.

Anyway.

Class 9E exit the classroom in an orderly fashion. Entropy increases. One boy steps on another's shoe from behind, prompting jostling and ear-flicking as we maraud down the corridor to the Doors of Escape. The weekend is here, the sun is shining, it's a beautiful day outside, and some of us want to get back home to play Team Fortress on our PCs.

Matthew increases his pace as he reaches the doors, no doubt wishing to keep his heels healthy. He turns the handle, and begins the normal exit proceedure as detailed in the forthcoming health and safety government manual about safe passageway through doors. He steps out into Freedom, having barely slowed. He's almost out.

His mistake? He forgets to let go of the doorhandle. Somehow. Imagine Superman flying backwards, feet first, wearing a green blazer and a terrified expression on his face as he flows gracefully through the air to hit the concrete cushion below.

How do you forget to let go of a doorhandle?
(searlichek, Thu 21 Mar 2013, 12:47, Reply)