That was hilarious.
You should hear some of the stories my grandfather tells me when he was working through his various jobs, like that one time he had to rip across no-mans land over to Belgium in order to get away from people who were chasing him with guns (anti English people in the pub he was almost cornered in. He had to break through the window using one of the guys as a cushion.)
That's a really long story. But your experience kinda reminds me of that.