Luce Smith, Features Writer
It's early! Early,early, the train is early, go train, go train....there even have been staff available today! Another early inducing factor is that it's cooler today, so the tracks aren't melting and causing delays. Woohooo!
Yesterday was very entertaining indeed. The train was at the platform, but not opening the doors. As the previous train had been cancelled, there were two trains worth of passengers, waiting to board. Anxiously, and in the heat of the afternoon. It was the 17:36. Which soon became the delayed 17:36. The LED sign said 'Expected 17:38'.
A few minutes later, it read 'Expected 17:39'.
More people were gathering around the doors now, still no lights on the train, and as usual, no crew members to ask. There was a lot of shuffling, and a couple next to me obviously thought they had priority of boarding once the doors had opened. It was going to be a tough challenge, but I was going to board that train, and as I was in the queue before them, I would board before them. It's how it works, standard practice.
The sign now read 'Expected 17:41' and a few people had edged forward a few millimetres. I stood my ground, despite the couple next to me thinking they could elbow me out. I was watching their technique and it wasn't going to work on me, I was not going to get pushed out of line.
I saw the guy in front, all suited and booted looking like a Chief Exec, playing Candy Crush. I have yet to see anyone play Pokemon Go, but I'm sure it won't be too long now! 'Expected 17:40', great it shouldn't be long now.
(Ooooop, I just heard someone chewing gum really loudly with their mouth open and my natural instinct kicked in, with me turning and looking at the noisy chewer in disgust. I stay silent, but I think my eyes were quite clear in the message I was silently portraying! The noisy chewer then went to find a seat. Phew!)
Expected 17:42 now had lights on in the carriages, and any minute now, the LED lights around the open button, would light up. I prepare for the civilised boarding of the train. I look at the couple who think they ought to board before anyone, and feel strong. It's principle more than anything! The button lights are on, and the person in front presses it.
Here goes, the mad 'pile in' of rush hour commuting, I inhale, see my route, focus, and go! It's a bit of a shuffling mess, but I make it onto the train, in front of the couple who thought they would beat me. I feel very proud of myself as I also manage to dive into an available seat! Get me! Go Lucy, Go Lucy........
The journey doesn't stop there. I am sat opposite a face like thunder, and I'm not looking in a mirror thank you kindly. Oh my days, she looks so miserable, making previous miserable people I've commuted with look almost funny. I feel it's inappropriate to smile at her, which is just as well, as she doesn't engage in eye contact with me, or anyone sat at the table.
She sits in the aisle seat, and a guy asks her if he may sit beside her by the window. She does a massive silent tut, but it's very loud to me, and very reluctantly, gets up so he can get a seat. If she didn't want to move, why didn't she sit by the window in the first place?? Anyway, the train finally departs, and we're on our way.
Mrs Miserable is engrossed on her phone screen, not changing her facial expression at all. Perhaps it's true, if you do pull a face, and the wind blows, it stays??! The guy who asked her to move, is not so sneakily looking over to see what she's doing! Brilliant! Only I would like to know too, she can't be looking at anything funny that's for sure. Or am I mistaking her miserable face for her funny face, who knows!
Early, early coming into the final station, only there's now a hold up. No platform free. Early is now not so early. I might try and pull the miserable face......such fun!
Crush, 22nd July 2016, 8:38 AM