On the 2052 train from kings cross to Cambridge when there was an almighty bang followed by blibbleblibblebibllectunchspoing noises. Seems some selfish wanker killed himself and fucked up my train at Welwyn Garden City. Tossed.
One hour delay followed by exciting bit of detraining, walking along the track and getting on another train going as far as bloody Hitchin.
Bastards!!
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My ex-wife said I've turned into bad me again for posting this, but fuck off, you do a 12 hour day and then get delayed by a suicidal selfish wanker and see how you feel.
Sure, he's/she's got problems but they can at least kill themselves at home.
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