So i lost my oyster card at the weekend. At south woodford station at 8.40, there was no staff at any of the windows (which on a monday morning I'd expect) so I had to buy a single to get to work. £5.30 to go from zone 4 to zone 1? really?
Jimmy T, 11-03-2012
Ah, London Underground...another day passes, another delay. Another delay I have sat through quietly grumbling to myself "Why is the Met line delayed again, at 11pm on a Saturday Night? Why does London Underground find the simple task of moving people from A to B in a timely fashion, as every other transit system in the developed world manages easily, such a difficult and baffling task?"
When I first started commuting after university, I thought the delays, the expensive tickets, the overcrowding, the smells, the heat, the litter and the surly staff were all par for the course. I accepted it as normal. Then I was transferred to work in Tokyo, Japan and was treated to several years of one of the best transport systems on earth. Trains you can set your watch by, roomy carriages, blissful aircon, spotlessly clean carriages, friendly staff and tickets a fraction of the price of London Underground. When I was transferred back to London, I realised how terrible we have it.
I think the problems with London Underground are so endemic and institutionalised that the staff responsible for overall management no longer care. And why would they? They have a monopoly over how Londoners get to work and can charge what they want, run as bad a service as they want and strike as often as they want. I, for one will leave London as soon as I can and work elsewhere and I advise those who are truly sick of the London Underground to do the same! Ah...that feels better!
I work weekends. To do this, I have no option but to be down in that cess-pitt for a few hours.
You stride into the station, head down, hoping for the train/tube to not be busy. It's a weekend after all, the days of rest. However your otherwise brisk journey is ground to a haut by a smelly, sweaty gelatinous mass of tourists.
Now, I wouldn't mind being on a packed train if the most BASIC conventions of social etiquette were upheld. On the average saturday morning you'll see:
Twat resting mindlessly on central pole while 10 people have nowhere to hold onto.
Mother sitting absentmindedly reading next to her screaming offspring.
Obnoxious group of middleaged fat bastards wearing football colours.
People with the uncanny ability to take up and ENTIRE corridor and not let you past as you're running for a train.
I pay a lot to travel on your services, London Underground. Introduce some sort of basic human standards test for anyone travelling. Because I swear if anyone else leans into me when I'm trying to read, scrunching up my book, you'll be dealing with a homicide.
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