This is bollocks
I was working in central London that day. There were no stranded commuters. Everyone I know got home fine (other than a friend of a friend who got blown up).
(woocfot friends with Sacha Distel, Mon 13 May 2013, 17:49, 3 replies)

It seems very unlikely that a dreary internet fantasist would invent a dull and unconvincing lie and post it to qftw.

( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Mon 13 May 2013, 17:54, closed)

Yeah.
And the thousands who chose to walk for hours to get home?

And the individual stories about gridlock and chaos (detailed in the beeb article below) - all bollocks too?

news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/4662809.stm

I think you were somewhere else that day.
( Albert Marshmallow is a completely irredeemable cunt, Mon 13 May 2013, 18:40, closed)

I walked up Edgware Road , there were plenty of buses running after 6
My Dad took a tube home from Baker Street to Chorleywood. My brother took a train from Euston (yeah, you know that place where there were thousands of stranded people who couldn't walk the 45 minutes up the hill to Hampstead?) back to Watford Junction. My flatmate walked up to St John's Wood and caught a tube. My girlfriend stayed in a pub until 9 then shared a taxi. You are talking shit.
(woocfot friends with Sacha Distel, Mon 13 May 2013, 19:18, closed)

I can't believe you /talk trolls come over here and point out the massive gaping holes in the pissweak internet lies of a pissweak internet liar.
It won't do, you know. It really won't.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Mon 13 May 2013, 19:30, closed)

Yeah.
Those lying cunts at the BBC. What a bunch of fantasists.
( Albert Marshmallow is a completely irredeemable cunt, Mon 13 May 2013, 21:18, closed)

Fair enough, let's accept that your made up story is true
You turned down a chance to have sex with a beautiful rich blonde in order to ferry strangers about London. Given that it takes around 40 minutes to drive to Hampstead and back from Euston, you were being paid £15 an hour. Well fucking played.
(woocfot friends with Sacha Distel, Mon 13 May 2013, 21:30, closed)

Euston to Hampstead 40 minutes?
Ten each way, max.
( Albert Marshmallow is a completely irredeemable cunt, Mon 13 May 2013, 21:33, closed)

OK, meet you in the middle, 30 minutes
£20 an hour. Well fucking played.
(woocfot friends with Sacha Distel, Mon 13 May 2013, 21:47, closed)

Telling weak lies and then arguing around them is his schtick.
He's totally having a wank every time there's even a hint that you're taking him seriously.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Mon 13 May 2013, 22:25, closed)

And stalking me round this site is yours.
You're like a tiny buzzing mosquito in my ear all the time. Do you ever stop?
( Albert Marshmallow is a completely irredeemable cunt, Mon 13 May 2013, 22:33, closed)

Still not really learned what that word "stalking" means have you pet?
I think it's time you went back on 2.0 ... soz.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Mon 13 May 2013, 22:56, closed)

Thank God.
The buzzing has ceased. I can hear again!

Wonderful this ignore thing. Truly wonderful.
( Albert Marshmallow is a completely irredeemable cunt, Tue 14 May 2013, 10:09, closed)

Jesus you're thick.

( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Tue 14 May 2013, 15:37, closed)

Is he?

( Albert Marshmallow is a completely irredeemable cunt, Tue 14 May 2013, 17:05, closed)

Zounds!

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 14 May 2013, 17:18, closed)

I must say I'm quite enjoying your increasingly frantic attempts to pretend to actually ignore the people you have on ignore.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Wed 15 May 2013, 12:11, closed)

There's no meeting in the middle.
It's a 3 mile journey - and on a moped, on a day when traffic was almost non-existent, that journey takes no less than 10 minutes.
( Albert Marshmallow is a completely irredeemable cunt, Mon 13 May 2013, 22:30, closed)

i couldn't give a fuck about the rest of it
but the stranded bit is not bollocks.

i "got home fine", but i had to walk from bank to hammersmith. there wasn't a bus in sight until i got to barons court, by which point i was nearly home. and the streets were rammed with other people walking. including my flatmate, who only had high heels, and who limped in crying (admittedly a stupid bitch for not stopping to BUY TRAINERS on the way).
( rachelswipe with a fork, Tue 14 May 2013, 12:04, closed)

If you can walk home
You're not exactly stranded. I'm sure a few business wankers stuck a night in a hotel on expenses to avoid doing so. They weren't fighting each other outside mainline train stations for the chance of a lift off an internet fantasist, though.
(woocfot friends with Sacha Distel, Tue 14 May 2013, 14:37, closed)

And would your limping, crying friend have paid £10 for a quick lift home on a bike?

( Albert Marshmallow is a completely irredeemable cunt, Tue 14 May 2013, 15:37, closed)