It used to be a source of wonder to me how Batman could swing his grappling Batarang over the roof of any building in Gotham and always catch it on something able to bear his and Robin’s weight.
I don’t wonder anymore. As I make the rounds of our house I am forever getting hooked on things without even trying.
For example, we have these terrible hooky door handles which were placed at a height determined by an architect to be optimal to catch on clothes, in this case my robe; I doubt our rental contract has a clause on replacing friendly doorknobs. There also seem to be a myriad of other objects lying in wait specifically to grab earphone cords. The bicycles we have around the place are a particularly rich source of projections.