I was going out for drinks with a few friends from work.
We needed to change at Euston from the Victoria to the Northern line - one of the easiest changes on the entire Underground, as it's only across the platform. However, the Northern line train was already there and waiting when we pulled in. I led the way in dashing from one to the other, and had just jumped into the carriage when the doors started to close. My friends were not as fast as me and were not going to make it, so I panicked and went to get off the train again. The doors slammed shut on my head, leaving me slightly concussed, then bounced open again. My friends then gratefully boarded the train, pissing themsleves laughing.
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Thu 21 Jan 2010, 17:06, 3 replies)

now thats using your head

(radial head fracture, Thu 21 Jan 2010, 17:08, closed)

I do love that connection
few paces and you're on the northern or victoria line. Great for a lazy bugger like me. Click cuz I have to laugh whenever I see this happen in real life, which is about once a day whenever I'm down London way.
(Lizard King, Thu 21 Jan 2010, 17:19, closed)

Gosh.
Why not just wait for the next train? Or is that something Londoners do only after they've moved away from London (like me)?
( Bats, Thu 21 Jan 2010, 18:13, closed)