Early Mornings
Back in the early days when I was a student I was a member of the Royal Naval Unit and this involved doing various officery type things (as we were potential officers for the forces) and also a number of dinners.

Anyone who's been to a forces dinner knows that these affairs usually start off well but soon degenerate as the drink flows.

On this one occasion I'd got myself tarted up (tux) and it turned into a 12 hour jobbie (6PM - 6AM). This was good because I had nowhere to stay that night so could jump a train straight home. Hurrah!

All was well, I'm on an early train home and the carriage is empty.

Then a series of unfortunate events occur:

1) A girl gets on the train and (in an empty carriage) sits in the seats just over from me (why oh why did she pick that seat), but it's ok, I must look super smooth in my tux (not the fact that I've gone for 24 hours without any sleep)

2) The driver decides that despite the fact it's summer that he will put the heating on

3) The natural swaying of Merseyrail trains is not conducive when a hangover is kicking in

These events all conspire to start making me feel a bit ill. I've been hungover on a train before, I can man this out...

I'm feeling rough and consider getting out at the next station but it subsides! Hurrah, I'll live to fight antoher day.

About half way to the next station the swaying, the heat and the amount of alcohol in my system all become prominent factors again...

'I'll make it to the next station, I'll make it to the next station, I'll make it to the next station...NO I WONT!!!

Bleeeeeuuuuuurrrrgh...

Shit...

Yep, not looking so suave now in my tux...

Oh my god I'm so ashamed, not just at being sick, but being sick on public transport at such an early hour.

I jumped out at the next stop (which came mercifully quickly)

So this wasn't a total public transport nightmare to me but if you travelled the Merseyrail Line between Liverpool and Hooton in the summer of 2001 and saw a bloke in a tux throw up then that was me and I'm really sorry!

Although as I got off she did appear to be laughing (possibly a B3tan back then)

Apologies for length but it was a 12 hour session!
(Fuckarma was masturbating into your handbag, Fri 30 May 2008, 9:34, 2 replies)

hehe!
Did you bleeeeeuuurgh and Shit yourself? Or were you just saying Shit for Bleeeeeurring on the train? :)
(Miggyman, Fri 30 May 2008, 9:46, closed)

Nah
No Shit, just a general Bleeeeeuuuuuurrrrghing.

Was much better after that tho! Although I felt for the poor young lady who hsad to endure the (probably evil) smell for the rest of her trip.

But why did she sit near me on an empty train?!?!?
(Fuckarma was masturbating into your handbag, Fri 30 May 2008, 9:58, closed)