Re: them cityrail moments
to be honest i think people would recognise Gordon Ramsay mire than chef ramsay
Is that his first name?
Anyway, more shittyrail experiences. I always check the time and platform, but I was rushing this time and simply asked the ticket lady what train went to Penrith (how I wish there was no glass barricading us), and she's like 'ya, ya, platform four, it come now'. So I was like thanks woman, and walked away merrily and caught the train. One hour later, I'm like wtf, where am I? And I check the lines on those maps they have in the trains and my heart drops. I'm going the complete different direction and I had a conference to go to. So instead of Penrith, I'm somewhere near Campbelltown and Ingleburn and what not.
I got off at the next time, but because I was nervous and about to breakdown, I suddenly didn't know how to read train times anymore, and I was walking around in a deranged state, completely lost. I ask another ticket lady, and she's like 'the next train comes in five minutes', so I was about to catch it, and thought 'I might just take a glimpse at the train times' as I stepped on and it ended up being an express to the Sydney airport area.
The train doors suddenly closed, and I was like HELP, and I was banging and screaming on the doors as the train moved away. Lol, nah, I got off the train just in time - and this is getting too long, but I ended up being only fifteen minutes late to the conference, many thanks to my mum.
How I hate public transport and dodgy ticket women.
