Let the train take the strain ...

[Emsman]

Its happened again.

I elected to use the train to get to birmingham this morning for an interview.
As my Fiance works in rugby, i decided to join her for the journey up, get dropped at the station, train up to Brum, then get a train back to Milton Keynes when finished.

Dead simple...........

Except for the fact that the train got 2 miles from rugby, sat still for nearly half an hour, then came back up the track to rugby, due to a signal failure.
No great shakes, just a bit of a delay.

So, at rugby, we are advised that we (the 300 or so passengers) that we should take the next service to Nuneaton, then change, then onto birmingham.

So, stand and wait. And wait. Then the announcement comes over the tannoy that the next train to rugby was also cancelled, so the passengers from that service should take the next service to Nuneaton, and change.

The train arrives, its late, but hey, its a nice morning.

Onto the train (already quite full) to Nuneaton then. Slight problem getting on due to number of increasingly irate passengers.

Arrive at Nuneaton (late again due to more signal probs) everyone off and change platform ready for the next train to birmingham (via a couple of other places).

Wait.



Wait.



Wait.


400 folk now on the platform ready to undertake the last part of the journey, and as it comes into view, it appears to be only 2 carriages long.


Oh, it is only 2 carriages long. And its full before anyone else gets on.

So, there is a massive scrum, followed by the single most uncomfortable journey ever, as the train is burstng at the seams. Just before brum, someone faints, just to add to the confusion.

Complain at birmingham (very politely) about the service (or lack of) and the simple fact that if you transported animals in such a manner, you would no doubt be locked up, to be told........................Its not MY fault, write and complain.

Er, no, its not your fault (you cocky ) but as a representitive of the company, who is paid to listen to the customer, its your responsibility to act on the comments.

No, i got three lines out of the fat, sweaty prick:

Its not my fault, write and complain

I cant be held responsible if you didnt get a seat, and (my favourite)

No-one forces you to use the train sir.


What a fking fat, lazy, ignorant, goggle eyed fkwit, sat all day eating his fking donuts, whilst not giving a fk, or being prepared to listen (which i beleive is part of his job)

Not only do the train operators take the piss with the service, the staff are all s.

Just to really boil my piss, i then have to take a train home, and end up paying more than i would have if i had gone straight from MK in the first place.

I real dead sorry for all of those unfortunates that have to do this on a daily basis, it must age you years.

PS, to anyone else on that train this morning, i would like to apologise for the awful, pungent smell half way through the journey, as i didnt want to admit it at the time as it was a little busy, and appeared to be causing a couple of you a problem- i doubt we shall ever meet again, but i was the bloke smiling, grinning and eventually nearly crying with laughter.

[Emsman]

DJC said:

Emsman said:

Its happened again.

I elected to use the train to get to birmingham this morning for an interview.
As my Fiance works in rugby, i decided to join her for the journey up, get dropped at the station, train up to Brum, then get a train back to Milton Keynes when finished.

Dead simple...........

Except for the fact that the train got 2 miles from rugby, sat still for nearly half an hour, then came back up the track to rugby, due to a signal failure.
No great shakes, just a bit of a delay.

So, at rugby, we are advised that we (the 300 or so passengers) that we should take the next service to Nuneaton, then change, then onto birmingham.

So, stand and wait. And wait. Then the announcement comes over the tannoy that the next train to rugby was also cancelled, so the passengers from that service should take the next service to Nuneaton, and change.

The train arrives, its late, but hey, its a nice morning.

Onto the train (already quite full) to Nuneaton then. Slight problem getting on due to number of increasingly irate passengers.

Arrive at Nuneaton (late again due to more signal probs) everyone off and change platform ready for the next train to birmingham (via a couple of other places).

Wait.



Wait.



Wait.


400 folk now on the platform ready to undertake the last part of the journey, and as it comes into view, it appears to be only 2 carriages long.


Oh, it is only 2 carriages long. And its full before anyone else gets on.

So, there is a massive scrum, followed by the single most uncomfortable journey ever, as the train is burstng at the seams. Just before brum, someone faints, just to add to the confusion.

Complain at birmingham (very politely) about the service (or lack of) and the simple fact that if you transported animals in such a manner, you would no doubt be locked up, to be told........................Its not MY fault, write and complain.

Er, no, its not your fault (you cocky ) but as a representitive of the company, who is paid to listen to the customer, its your responsibility to act on the comments.

No, i got three lines out of the fat, sweaty prick:

Its not my fault, write and complain

I cant be held responsible if you didnt get a seat, and (my favourite)

No-one forces you to use the train sir.


What a fking fat, lazy, ignorant, goggle eyed fkwit, sat all day eating his fking donuts, whilst not giving a fk, or being prepared to listen (which i beleive is part of his job)

Not only do the train operators take the piss with the service, the staff are all s.

Just to really boil my piss, i then have to take a train home, and end up paying more than i would have if i had gone straight from MK in the first place.

I real dead sorry for all of those unfortunates that have to do this on a daily basis, it must age you years.

PS, to anyone else on that train this morning, i would like to apologise for the awful, pungent smell half way through the journey, as i didnt want to admit it at the time as it was a little busy, and appeared to be causing a couple of you a problem- i doubt we shall ever meet again, but i was the bloke smiling, grinning and eventually nearly crying with laughter.

Ahh, I see you have discovered the delights of London Midland.

I was on the Rugby train aswell...which carriage were you in?

Ive had experience of how this goes, which is why when they transported us back to Rugby, rather than wait around for the Nuneaton train, I decided to walk back home and nick the wife's car.

It wasnt helped by the 7.51 Virgin train being cancelled for the 2nd day in a row.

I was on the 3rd carriage on the rugby train, and the foul smelling second carriage on the next one.