ALAD

I took my revenge on annoying train ticket inspectors today.

“Tickets please” he called from the end of the carriage. When he reached me I patted my pockets, rustled through my bag then told him I had bought a ticket but I’ve lost it.

I argued with him saying I would get off at the next stop, but that happened to be the end of the line. So he tried to make me pay for a full ticket.

I said I don’t have any money, so he tried to issue a fine. 10 minutes into the process I reached into my upper shirt pocket and produced my ticket. “Oh there it is… I knew I had it”, I said.

He didn’t seem happy. Then out of when I assume was spite or frustration, he then asked to see my young persons rail card. So I started the whole process over again until he got bored and walked off.

As luck would have it, there wasn’t time for him to reach my friend who actually didn’t have a ticket and had walked down the train when she saw him coming.