Apparently I was too negrossed in Pokémon this morning to notice that
whuffle was sitting next to me for all but one stop.
I was, however, awake enough to watch the doors close at one stop while a woman had her head still poking through. As far as I could tell, she was uninjured, as she went straight back to worrying about where her stop was. Way to prove me wrong on the whole "worst organization ever" thing, MBTA.