“Working” on the railway the public never cease to amaze me. Take the other day, I’m dressed in full orange, hard hat, boots, gloves carrying many kilo’s of radio test equipment and as I walk from the track up the platform ramp I’m asked what station is this (pointed at the sign and told him the station name). Same bloke then asks me when the next train to Streatham is, how should I know I’ve just walked off the bloody track do I look like a flippin timetable!
I’ve also been asked why somebody’s train was late the week before (arrgh I cover the whole of the SE of Blighty, how should I know!)
I have also been a naughty boy and when asked when the last train home was by a very drunk member of the public I told him in about 20 minutes so he went off quite happy, actually he’d missed last train by about 5 minutes, the next one was 5 hrs later.