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Today would be going well if I hadn't had to shout at ticket inspectors in huddersfield train station this morning. they occasionally block off the whole station to check tickets you see. I normally have one.
the reason I don't have a ticket at this juncture mr inspector is many faceted.
firstly you recently stopped putting ticket sellers at my station and replaced them with one on the train. unfortunately as the pitiful 3 carriages are full ~before~ it gets to burley park (and sometimes I don't even manage to get on, joy of joys) then the poor chap is rather scuppered in his attempts to do his job.
secondly as this train inevitably arrives late into leeds due to the physical effort of trying to squeeze all the passengers on at headingley and burley park and having to convince the people who won't fit on that the train can't actually move until they stop trying to hang on to the door way, I don't have time to purchase one in leeds station as I have to trot post haste to my train on the other side of the platform.
thirdly as today this train was late by 15 minutes, causing it to have all the people from the next train on it too, it was squashed up standing room only and the on-train ticket fellow that I usually get my ticket from was unable to get down the train and actually sell me one.
so as you can imagine the queue for tickets from the 2 inspectors at hudds station was massive and not moving at all and I saw red. actual shouting occurred. then someone else started shouting at them about something else and I eventually ducked under a barrier and bought one from the normal ticket sellers at the side who were sitting around looking mostly bored. there's going to be an angry letter to someone here. possibly jimmy saville.
ah well. washing machine repair man booked in for 3:30. tasty dinner at brasserie 44 booked in for 6:30. meh.
the reason I don't have a ticket at this juncture mr inspector is many faceted.
firstly you recently stopped putting ticket sellers at my station and replaced them with one on the train. unfortunately as the pitiful 3 carriages are full ~before~ it gets to burley park (and sometimes I don't even manage to get on, joy of joys) then the poor chap is rather scuppered in his attempts to do his job.
secondly as this train inevitably arrives late into leeds due to the physical effort of trying to squeeze all the passengers on at headingley and burley park and having to convince the people who won't fit on that the train can't actually move until they stop trying to hang on to the door way, I don't have time to purchase one in leeds station as I have to trot post haste to my train on the other side of the platform.
thirdly as today this train was late by 15 minutes, causing it to have all the people from the next train on it too, it was squashed up standing room only and the on-train ticket fellow that I usually get my ticket from was unable to get down the train and actually sell me one.
so as you can imagine the queue for tickets from the 2 inspectors at hudds station was massive and not moving at all and I saw red. actual shouting occurred. then someone else started shouting at them about something else and I eventually ducked under a barrier and bought one from the normal ticket sellers at the side who were sitting around looking mostly bored. there's going to be an angry letter to someone here. possibly jimmy saville.
ah well. washing machine repair man booked in for 3:30. tasty dinner at brasserie 44 booked in for 6:30. meh.
