Dublin to Belfast
Was heading up to see a mate up there and got on the train. It was pretty crowded and at this one table/seating area, there was a guy seated by himself. I politely asked if anyone was sitting across from him and he looked up at me and "Well, I guess not, genius."

Taking it for an angry comment at an American, I smiled quietly to myself and sat down, placing my USMC A.L.I.C.E pack (backpack) under the table. Anticipating a long journey with noone to talk to, I then started fumbling under the table with my pack to get a book out...only to spot a 20 Quid note on the floor by his feet. I quickly placed my shoe over it and it and started inching it towards my side.

I rode the ENTIRE train journey to Belfast with my foot on that note, when he got off I scoffed it.

Turns out to be a Sterling note and not Irish cash, which is all I had and it was 11pm when the train arrived in Belfast. Had it not been for that cheeky bastard, I would have been in Belfast with no 'legal tender'! BONUS! Thanks you wanker!

Sic Semper Tyrannis!
( Citadel Because the world needs less morons, Wed 6 Jul 2005, 18:34, Reply)