I’m so fucking angry at our local train/bus network.
The planet’s on fucking fire, I’m a bleeding heart leftist so of course I wanna take the train!!! and you’d think! since it’s only one stop!!! of 10 min driving!!! that I would be able to just buy groceries and then go back half an hour later!
Instead: I go to the train station, read that there will be rail replacement buses (no biggie), travel one stop, buy groceries, carry my full backpack and handbags back on my kickscooter, then find out (after some driving around, trying to find the correct bus station) that the rail replacement buses don’t start anywhere near the train station I’m currently at, they only travel from the main station.
man that would have been nice to know. i might have even taken the train to the main station that was right. there. five minutes ago.
but hey, I think, carrying (not sure if I’ve mentioned) like 25 kg of groceries. no biggie. sure, it’s cold and dark outside, which does not make me want to wait more than one hour (!) for the next train home. But I guess I’ll just drive to the main station with my kickscooter instead.
I arrive at the main station with 5 min till my bus arrives. Sweet. It doesn’t say where. Un-Sweet. I drive around the bus park frantically, trying to find the stop. No signs anywhere. the stop where I would usually get on only shows buses for like midnight and later. Then, finally there is a sign explaining it’s bus stop B. there is no bus at bus stop b. The 5 min pass.
I walk back to the main station. The screen in the waitig hall taunts me. it displays info on when the next train home will arrive, but the part where it says on which track is busted, so I’m left to guess. At least at this point my anger is keeping me warm.
I check the ticket-vendor. finally, some info: the train will arrive at track 13. i walk to track 13. at track 13 it says to please take the train at track 1. there is a train at track 1 but it drives the other direction. not that I’d know from looking at the info on the train, I find out by asking a guest. there is a train at track 13. it is empty. and dark. so...? ghost train? waiting train...?
now at this point I feel like this:
... and if you caught that reference, congratulations, you are european.
so I say fuck all y’all I wanna talk to the manager. Thus I call customer service.
and they finally were able to tell me that yes, the train i am currently in is the correct one. I go cool :) thankies.
and the whole fucking journey took me 2 1/2 hours.
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhooooooooooooooowwwwwww?????