Friday 4 December 2009

I hate c2c

Basildon station at 6.25pm. Arrived and there is a LONG queue for the ticket machine. The security barriers are down on the ticket office.

There are two c2c security staff not doing a lot. I asked why the ticket office was shut, apparantly they were on a break until 7.00pm!!

I overlooked the shoulder of dude using other machine (no queue), its not working! I ask security guard A if there is a problem with it, he said no. He then tried it, and then said; oh its not working.

I ask if I can have a permit to travel; no you'll have to wait for the ticket office!

Queue getting longer, and I join it.

Waiting, the first person finally finishes. Meanwhile my 6.36 train is coming soon.

This chap can't find his station. Types it in manually, starts again, types it in again, then can't work out how to put in his money. For a loooong time.

Queue getting longer, people getting aggitated. Someone tries to help the chap with no luck.

I call out to the c2c guys to ask them to help with the ticket machine. After a lot of persuasion security guard 2 reluctantly offers to help.

My train goes.

The queue is getting longer. The chap still hasn't paid. This could well take another half an hour to get a ticket.

So I made a slight change of plan; I ran for a taxi. It dropped me off at Laindon for a fiver. Got the 6.52 to Fenchurch Street. Now i'm gonna be late :-(



Fucking c2c. 'cuse my French.


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