O L Leigh
Established Member
Is it any wonder that railstaff occasionally get the hump with the passengers.
I'd just arrived at LST this afternoon after a completely uneventful run and hadn't long stepped down onto the platform when a grumpy passenger bowled straight up to me.
Pass: Do you work here?
Me: Yes. How can I help?
Pass: What's going on with the trains?
Me: Er, I'm sorry but I don't know. I've literally just arrived here. Have you listened for annoucements?
Pass: Yes, but they are just noise.
Me: Oh. Well you could ask at the information point on the concourse.
Pass: They don't have any information.
Me: Well, I'm very sorry but I can't help.
The passenger then harumphs at me and barges past to board a GE service advertised as being on time.
Pardon me, but just what did this chap expect from me? I'd been polite and professional but he had no doubt formed an opinion in his mind that I was incompetent (where have I heard that before...?) and a jobsworth. Perhaps he thought I'd strike a mysterious pose and stroke my chin and say that I had the information he wanted but that it was a secret and that I wouldn't divulge it to him unless he could demonstrate his membership of the secret railway brotherhood by means of saying the mysterious rites and passing to me the necessary token in the correct manner.
Sorry to rant, but this really annoyed me and, in the light of other people trying to tell me that passengers act rationally, I just felt the need to share. Unfortunately this really is just the tip of the iceberg.
O L Leigh
I'd just arrived at LST this afternoon after a completely uneventful run and hadn't long stepped down onto the platform when a grumpy passenger bowled straight up to me.
Pass: Do you work here?
Me: Yes. How can I help?
Pass: What's going on with the trains?
Me: Er, I'm sorry but I don't know. I've literally just arrived here. Have you listened for annoucements?
Pass: Yes, but they are just noise.
Me: Oh. Well you could ask at the information point on the concourse.
Pass: They don't have any information.
Me: Well, I'm very sorry but I can't help.
The passenger then harumphs at me and barges past to board a GE service advertised as being on time.
Pardon me, but just what did this chap expect from me? I'd been polite and professional but he had no doubt formed an opinion in his mind that I was incompetent (where have I heard that before...?) and a jobsworth. Perhaps he thought I'd strike a mysterious pose and stroke my chin and say that I had the information he wanted but that it was a secret and that I wouldn't divulge it to him unless he could demonstrate his membership of the secret railway brotherhood by means of saying the mysterious rites and passing to me the necessary token in the correct manner.
Sorry to rant, but this really annoyed me and, in the light of other people trying to tell me that passengers act rationally, I just felt the need to share. Unfortunately this really is just the tip of the iceberg.
O L Leigh