Patience is a virtue, people. At the start of Skyrim, your character is being carted to execution alongside a few criminals and some members of the Stormcloak rebellion. A dude gives you some exposition on the way into town, then everyone gathers in the square as Imperial General Saul Tigh berates the leader of the Stormcloaks and gets his prisoners ready for execution.
Suddenly, a noise. What was that? Definitely not a dragon, everyone agrees. No way it could have been a dragon.
The Imperial priest begins to read the prisoners their last rites when a hot-headed young Stormcloak interrupts. "For the love of Talos, shut up and let's get this over with," he says, marching over to the headsman's block. He kneels at the block and, whomp. Off with his head.
I want to yell at this guy. Dude! If you had just slowed your roll and let the lady finish your last rites, the dragon would have interrupted and you could've escaped! You could have been picking daisies in Falkreath by sundown! But no, you had to be all macho "let's get this over with" about it, and now you're dead.
At least the rest of us can learn something from this. If you're about to be executed, stall for as long as humanly possible, because you never know when a dragon is going to show up.