If you can be bothered, share your experiences. Here is mine from this morning....... Got my usual tube to work this morning, all was going well, had a nice seat while everyone standing were being crushed by other commuters. There were the usual delays so all the platforms were very crowded. Didn't bother me though because I was already on the tube, sitting down on a nice seat (did I already mention that?) Anyway, we got to two stops before I get off and then it all went wrong for me! The tube doors of one of the carriages wouldn't shut so the train driver tried for about 10mins to get it working again. After realising they couldn't fix the train they announced that it would be taken out of service and that everybody would have to get off. The usual grumblings and panic started straight away, but not me... I didn't moan at all, because I knew something that they didn't! I have learnt from past experiences that if you stay in your seat and let everyone else get off of the train first, when you get off there will be so many people on the platform that you'll have no choice other than to stand right in front of everyone thus being first in line for the next tube that comes in! Now, this usually works a treat so I put my plan into action by staying in my seat right until the last minute, and when the last person left the tube I got up and made my way to the door. But then I noticed something..... ..there was literally no room for me to get off the tube on to the platform! There was just a wall of people who gave a token shuffle back to allow me to get off of the train, but all this managed to free up was 4mm of space. Nothing major though, I had a plan B. This involved walking along the carriage to the next door and getting off there. Fail! Another wall of people with no room for me to get off. So, on to plan C... there was one last door to exit the carriage so I started walking the 5 meters to it. About 2.5 meters through my journey I heard the beeping noise that sounds when the doors are about to close so I went into panic mode and half ran for the last set of doors. By this point I had an audience. I could see people peering through the windows at me, wondering what was going to happen next. Anyway, I got to this last set of doors in time, and prepared myself to dive through them as they closed, maybe reaching back for my umbrella if it got knocked out of my hand during the process - much like Indiana Jones did when his hat got knocked off when diving under that big concrete door! But then I looked up, and it dawned on me that there would be no need for diving through closing doors and reaching back for hats or umbrellas, because there was ANOTHER wall of people and NO room for me. I gave in and just stood there, watching the doors close in front of. The escapees on the platform looked at me, and I looked back at them, sad, not knowing what would happen to me next. For a split second I reflected. I was on a massive tube train all alone. Where would it go? Where would I end up? It felt strange, and although there were a thousand faces only a few centimeters away, I felt very alone. I looked around, hoping someone would save me, but there was no one. Just me and 50 discarded freebie Metro newpapers. But then... I heard a voice! It was the driver. I was in the first carriage, which also has the driver's cabin attached. He had opened his door and was waving to me. I walked towards him, exhausted from the sheer intensity of the situation, and he said to me........... "Here mate, you'll have to get off the train using my door". So I did. I entered his cabin (that sounds gay), and disembarked, ending up at the back on the crowd of people that I was trying to be in front of. The empty tube left the platform and I got on the next one 5 minutes later. The end.