The Great Transfer - Railway Wrath

Have you ever had one of those evenings?

I left work to catch my train and got on it with plenty of time, settling down to start editing my novel. After a while I notice that a lot more people are getting on than normal, and I overhear that people have missed their trains because of problems with the line.

Which fills me with a sense of joy...

So, the train leaves just about on time, quite packed but no problem. We get to the first station and... stay there. The train breaks down and takes a while to get going again.

Anyway, the train keeps stopping because of point failures but eventually we get to Leeds. The train pulls in and waits for five minutes, for some reason. The conductor then announces that this service has been cancelled and we need to get off the train.

More joy!

So I get off and run to the next train which will take me home. I get there as three of the four sets of doors are closing, and the closest set it quite packed. I asked the conductor to move people so I could get on and he saw "Naw mate, this train has set off already," and closed the doors.

There was much swearing.

So I then go and find the next train... which is running ten minutes late. And, as thought to compound my worries, it arrives with the word "Selby" on the front. Selby is a place which is very much not where I want to go, but it's come to the right platform so I get on. Twenty minutes of worrying follow, but I eventually pull into Bradford.

Cue me racing to the cash machine to get money out, as there's no way I'm cooking after all this bullshit, and then hauling ass to the bus stop... in time to watch the clock tick past the time the bus should have arrived, sans le bus. I take some time to get my breath back but it becomes apparent that this bus just hasn't turned up and I don't fancy waiting 30 mins for the next one, so I go off in search of a taxi.

There are no taxis near the bus station, so I head into town. The late bus I didn't wait for passed me, which caused even more swearing, but not nearly as much as when I realized there weren't any taxis within a half-mile radius! So I had to go back anyway and wait for the bus which I couldn't be bothered waiting for originally!

Top that off with problems when I get home, which I needn't get in to, you get a pretty fucking shit few hours.