when I lived in NYC I took a train out to westchester to visit a college roommate for the weekend and fell asleep. like sound asleep and completely missed my stop. this was before everyone and their uncle had a cell phone so I couldn't call her (truth: if you did have one it was the size of a loaf of bread and you kept it in your car). I had to ask the conductor for a special pass to get off and take the next train back 2 stops (yes. 2 stops.) ever since then I have this sinking feeling that I'm not paying enough attention and I'll space the announcement for my stop.
like right now... is it next? what did he say?!