Recently I was traveling back from Las Vegas in one of those ridiculously small shuttle aircraft. When we were getting close to Saint Louis, the pilot obviously needed to use the head and the co-pilot unexplictably decided to take a drink of water outside the cockpit (considering how cramped the cockpit was, it may have been forbidden to drink in the cockpit). Since the door had one of those terrorist lock from the inside doors, while the pilots were doing their thing, the stewardess went and sat inside the cockpit until the pilot came back.

When he came back, the pilot knocked on the door and the stewardess opened the door and started to leave. When she did, the hallway there was so small that she pushed the pilot aside and he released the door and it began to swing shut. He practically knocked the stewardess over grabbing at the door and managed to catch it before it swung shut.

Now I have to believe that there is some way to open the door in such a circumstance, but looking at the horror on the faces of all those involved, perhaps I am wrong. I envisioned us heading on our current bearings until the fuel ran out while we all tried to pry the door open.