birmingham new street
sorry another train related one..
I was on my way home from seeing a band in birmingham -Frenzal Rhomb if anyone's interested... - (next door to a strip club bizarrely), and somehow ended up on their tour bus looking at german porn and eating veggie burgers, and so made it back to the station *just* in time for the last train...at 2 or something. so, we got on the train, ready to go back to north wales, had our tickets out, conductor comes down.
"this ticket has expired"
"What? but i bought it today, it's a day return"
"yes, but the day ends at 1:45am" (in train stations, someone check it..)
it was now around 1:50 am
him "sorry you'll have to get another ticket"
me "but then i'll miss the train and there isn't one until 7am, and i have nowhere to stay. can i not just buy one from you?"
him "no"
so he gets the staion manager as we refused to leave the train, he kicks us off and we spend the next 5 hours walking around brimingham new street station (pleasantly heated waiting rooms by the way).
and..that's my story about how much i hate train station managers. all of them.

oh yeah, and if anyone knows the station every few minutes it plays an automated message along the lines of "passengers are reminded that smoking is not permitted in this station", and a couple of others as well. constantly... for 5 hours. arrrrrrrrrrgh

un-be-bluddy-lievable

apologies for length and kind-of-parsnip like shape
(sextuple rooty, Mon 16 May 2005, 13:31, Reply)