When I drove DOO trains my mission in life (and that of many of my colleagues) was to leave people who dawdled along the side of the train behind...
Standard procedure was as follows: you’d watch them in the DOO monitors, as they ambled past several sets of open doors, and approached a closed set.
You’d then hit ”door close”, just as they reached for the button (preventing that set of doors from opening).
They’d run back towards the last open set of doors (they’d already walked past) which, if you’d timed it perfectly, would snap shut just as they reached them.
You’d wait for them to stop woodpeckering, take power in notch one, and gradually creep out of the station....
If it was the last train, so much the better, and about the most fun I’ve ever had with my trousers on.
If Carlsberg made job satisfaction
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