A Nice Quiet Day

I arrived at work fearing the worst, the Hammersmith and City and Circle lines were suspended entirely with the District suspended between Edgware Road and High Street Kensington.

However as the day wore on it turned into a fairly peaceful shift, the highlight of the day being an abusive customer.

He entered the station around 16:22 and made his way downstairs to catch a train, by 16:30 he was back up and screaming that he has been on the platform for over 20 minutes and not one P.A. was made during that time.

My reply "What do you mean that P.A. that is being played now.

His reply "They've only just done that".

My Reply "If that's the case then why is it in MY voice being played and yet I'm standing here in front of you, another thing is that, that P.A. is being played ever four minutes as I set it up, also you were not standing downstairs for over 20 minutes as you claim, as I saw you enter the station at 16:22, would you like me to carry on sir".

Suddenly he walks off swearing to himself and at me.

Oh well life goes on.

Happy Birthday

Please go say Happy Birthday to this old bugger. He's finally reached 30 and he's feeling his age.

Not A Typical Conversation

As I sat in the office today, there was an almighty banging on the office front door, as I opened the door i came face to face with an oriental woman who couldn't speak much English.

Her "South Kensington"
Me "Take a Circle line train in five minutes"
Her "Here"
Me "Yes here"
Her "This South Kensington"
Me "No This ***** ******** ******"
Her "This not South Kensington"
Me "No, take Cirlce line in five minutes"
Her "Yellow line"
Me "Yes"
Her "Here"
Me "Yes here"
Her "South Kensington here"
Me "Yes take Circle line" yes i know I lapsed into pidgeon english.
Her "Her, yellow line"
Me "Yes Circle line, third train"
Her "Platform three"
Me "No, Platform 1"

Believe it or not this conversation went onb for a futher minute until she finally says

Her "OK"

Save Our Ticket Offices

So I arrived at work today and one of the first of over 60 emails I read was about a petition to save the Underground from ticket office closures.

So if you read my blog and want to help out click here

That's It

After three weeks of leave, it finally comes to an end.

Tomorrow I'm back in the rat race for the first time since the 1st September, and what a shit holiday it's been.

Stressful, heartache, worry and deciding whether to carry on blogging or not, the only good thing to come out of this leave was the completion of my latest tattoo. Only five more tattoos to go.

So roll on 11am tomorrow when I'm back in the firing line again.

I Had To Laugh

Out With The Old

I was sitting at home Sunday night when *BINK* my old 19" CRT monitor died.
In With the new
Off I went Monday afternoon and bought my self anice new 19" widescreen TFT instead.

Not bad for £99.99

The Extension Is Now Open

Right I've done some very hard thinking over the past few days, and because of all the nice comments, I've decided to continue for a few more trips down lifes tubelines to see how I feel, you never know I even make my third year of blogging by next April.

I will be taking a break at the moment because I've had some serious shit going on with the ex wife and my head is completely f**ked.

So bear with me and I will carry on blogging.

On a better note, I have an update about my cousin, she is still in hospital however the other day she was asked if she could write anything on some paper, she wrote "can I have a can of diet coke please".

So from brain dead to writing, hopefully her recovery will continue.

All Change This Blog Terminates Here

I've realised over the past few months an longer that my blog is getting to be more and more about my personal life than about my work life.

I've done some thinking over the past couple of days and the past few months about whether to carry on.

I know some of my readers enjoy this blog, whilst other Neanderthals prefer to slag it off, so as from today my blog has will be terminated and will remain in cyberspace for the seven days.

Thank you one and all for reading my sometimes different view on Underground Life.

Half Way Through The Week

Not much has been happening really apart from my kids still being upset by their mum.

My daughter had me in tears on Monday as she was crying down the phone, asking to come live with me.
When I move down to Southend,I'll be nearer may kids and will get to see them more often.

Today I went had my tattoo completed, as it was a bit red and looking gory I wont post a picture yet, instead I'll wait for a few weeks and get a proper picture taken of the finished tattoo.

I'm Crushed No Really I'm Not

On my previous entry I received this lovely sensitive comment.

Anonymous said...
So what turned her off more - the giant tattoos or the giant belly?

These anonymous readers leave these lovely comments, which no doubt, they think is witty and funny, but as I read this one I thought to myself.

If you can't do better then why write it.
So Anonymous please try harder.
F- for you on this attempt.

Well That Didn't Last.

So much for me thinking I might have a quiet second week.

Whats happened now, simple I've split up with the other half, so I'm single again.

Only got a couple of weeks left until I'm back at work.

1st Week Down Only 2 Weeks Left

So my first week of leave has finished, luckily I missed the strike action on the Underground and didn't have to put up with any irate passengers.

However during the week I was furious with my ex-wife and her new twat sorry husband, whilst I was on the phone to my kids, her husband slapped my eight year old son, as soon as I got off the phone to my kids, I felt like travelling to my ex's in Southend and beating the living daylights out of her husband, but instead I did the sensible thing and immediately called the police and spoke to the Child Protection Unit.

I've given enough warnings to ex-wife about her husband slapping my kids, I don't mind him chastising my kids, but I wont have him hitting them.

In a fit of childish rage I got a text off my ex-wife saying "well done I'll make father of the year", and her husband has banned me from calling my kids on the house phone, luckily my two eldest have mobile phones, so I can reach them most of the time.

My youngest daughter has been ringing and texting me everyday, she even asked me if I'm still house hunting, as she wants to come live with me.

Hopefully the rest of my leave is a bit quieter.

Oh I Had To Laugh

I posted a blog item on July 30th 2005 and today I had a rather witty response, and I just love the way that they are always from an anonymous reader.

98% of people that work on London Underground are......

1. Stupid
2. Rude
3. C*nts
4. Ill-educated
5. Lack common sense
6. Moronic
7. Lazy (as proven in the above blog not once but twice both by the Author and his Boss)
8. Mostly offensively ugly ( I would love to hear of any contradictions - not from people that get off from LU uniform)
9. Crooks
10. Deserve the abuse they get 99% of the time
11. Should get another job or just give up and become a traffic warden.
12. Proved their stupidness by electing, supporting and taking orders from Nob Crow so therefore must be even stupider than I first thought)
13. Are not much better than a pikey/gippo( in fact I'd rather give my money to a crack head in the street than LU, so they can then go and give my money to Metronet, Bob Crow and the rest of the mob. So in fact pikeys and gippos are better than Bob and his cronies) Any crackheads reading this should look me up as I have free money for them!

Ulitmately, the Govt, the Mayor and Tfl have co*ked the whole privatisation affair up and therefore Tfl are illiterate and ineffective in sorting the monumental cock up that has occured.

We are a laughing stock throughout Europe anyway and it is bullshit like this that results in more and more Londoners moving out oft his fair city only to be replaced by lower level scurbites who are here chase the dream, where all of a sudden living in shit is better than where they were before.

MY SHITTY ATTITUDE IS DICTATED BY MY SHITTY EXPERIENCE.

Only a matter of time before I take myself , with my education, my culture, my good humour, my intelligence, my compassion, my understanding but ULTIMATELY MY CONTRIBUTION TO SOCIETY and place it else where, where it counts for something and isn't wasted or shat on by some f*&king pig c^nt Bob Crow and the mug off who didn't do his job properly in managing the relationship between Metronet and Tfl. All a bunch of Kants!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

F&*k all of you as karma is a b*tch and I'm sure most of you will at some point OD, get arrested for benefit fraud, get shot or leave the country for their holiday villa in Vietnal which was built off all the tube raises they have made n the last 15 years with an unnoticeable improvement to the service!!!!!!!!

By Anonymous, at 04 September, 2007 19:22

Annual Leave

So I am on annual leave once more it's time to rest and relax.

So far I've spent a happy weekend with my better half and I think things might be getting serious as we bought some new fish for my tank on Saturday, a couple of Tiger Barb, five Neons and one Pleco (and no I'm not going to try and spell the whole name).

I only have to find a few more things to do until I'm back at work on the 25th Sept, so their probably wont be all that many updates until then.

Oh the one good thing about having leave this week, I miss the little darlings going back to school.