- 3 years ago
- Wedding: June 2015
I’m still surprisingly fuming after what happened last night.
FI treated me to a meal out in my favourite restaurants a town over. We had to get the train back at about eight o’clock. Now at that time on a Saturday night you usually find some people are a bit rowdy after a few drinks, but when we got to the first stop I noticed that there were a few people who were trying to get off.
They were too plastered to figure out how to open the door and missed their stop – they then started yelling and running up and down the train pleading with everyone to find and pull the train’s emergency stop button! Of course nobody told them. You don’t stop the whole bloody train because you couldn’t sort the door!
But I could have ignored all of that if not for what they did at the next stop, which was ours. We went out and stood by the doors, near where they were. When the train stopped they spent about thirty seconds staring at the door and asking each other why it wasn’t opening. Me and FI realised they were going to make us miss our stop too so we told them to push the button for the door.
They did, but they’d left it so late and took so long piling out of the train that as FI got out, the doors started automatcally closing on me. It didn’t shut enough to really hurt, but there was a scary moment I thought I was going to be pinned in the door and stuck until the next stop, which was a half hour away!
Luckily FI jumped in and started pulling the doors open so I was able to squeeze out, but I was – and still am – absolutely fuming! I can’t believe that people would be so ignorant and stupid and selfish as to do that – if you’re planning on getting so drunk you won’t be able to operate a train door, then don’t get on the god damn train!!
ETA: Whoops, could someone move this to The Lounge for me please?