Train staff (again)
Me and the girlfriend were over in the UK at Christmas. The GF catches a train to meet me somewhere in London, she's from New Zealand and only 5'3" and is weighed down by a backpack and several large bags.
She jumps onto the train and plonks herself down into the nearest empty seat, as she does she clocks a couple of train staff halfway down the carriage. A minute later as the train starts to pull out of the station they make a beeline for her.
"Ticket please"
She shows the ticket.
"This is a first class seat, you don't have a first class ticket"
The gf apologises, having not realised it was first class, and makes to move into the next carriage which is standard class (or whatever the fk its called now). The two staff, both guys and much bigger than her, block her from moving.
"You have to pay a fine for taking up a first class seat".
The gf protests, but they insist she must pay a fine.
"Look, I don't have any money on me anyway" she says, truthfully.
"Then you'll have to give us your address"
"I'm from New Zealand", she says
"You'll have to give us your address or we'll call the police to meet us at the next station"
"OK its.. " (proceeds to give address in New Zealand)
"No, we need an address in the UK"
"I don't HAVE a UK address, I'm from f@#%in NEW ZEALAND"

Needless to say she arrived to meet me shaking with rage, bless her. I was reminded why I left the country in the first place.
(SheepFiddler, Wed 18 May 2005, 7:00, Reply)