MTR mishap

The other day Alex and I set off to see the fireworks downtown to celebrate the New Year. As many of you may know, Alex has much longer legs than me and is always walking faster than me. As we were walking through the subway on the way to our train, Alex was a good ways ahead of me (as normal). At one point during our journey Alex was at the bottom of a set of stairs and I still had a good 15 steps to go when we both hear the signal that the train's doors are about to close so you'd better hurry up. As we both hear this, Alex (who is in plain view of the train) looks back at me with a face saying, "come on, let's get on!" Of course I know he is no joke as I see him take off for the train, I hurry as fast as I can down the stairs. As I turn the corner, I see that the doors are beginning to close. Of course I think nothing of it and run to the doors anyway. I saw that Alex had already made it safely on the train and I knew I had to get on there with him because we do not have cell phones yet and I did not know if I would be able to find him if I lost him. Right as half of my body is inside the train and half of my body is outside the train, I find myself stuck between TWO, not one, but two sets of double doors. [ side note, just for a mental image - imagine my body being halved right down the middle by two doors = hilarious. . .] Alright now imagine Alex as he grabbed two fist fulls of my jacket and pulled me through the doors. The doors then opened up and re closed again after Alex had already pulled me through. When the alarm says the doors are closing and will not reopen, they are not joking. I was confused though because I felt that I had seen numerous people bust through the doors and they would just bounce back, but apparently not. Alex and I laughed for a good 5 minutes. At least I did. I was laughing, embarrassed and in pain as all the locals looked at me as though I was the stupid American girl (at least this is what I felt like). After the humor ran off, I started feeling pain in my thumb. That's when I realized that I jammed my finger pretty good. It was bleeding under the nail, but nothing too bad. Nonetheless, while watching the fireworks, my throbbing thumb continued to remind me to never do this again. ha. well I learned my lesson.