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kneeshooter


	Mission: Impossible
	Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to find out the price of a train season ticket. First, I give details of a fake journey and cough a lot at the automated response system so it lets me talk to a real person. Virgin Trains: Sorry, we don't sell those. Me: But it's for your trains. Virgin Trains: You need to speak to the station. Me: Can you give me the number? Virgin Trains: No, they are ex-directory. Well, thanks for that... Network Rail: We're the infrastructure operator... Me: ...but... (over the recorded message, pleading for help) Network Rail: If you're not sure who that is then phone National Rail Enquiries... Me: Not on your life... Public transport - its easy and efficient... Current Mood: annoyed

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	From: rebby	Date: September 19th, 2005 02:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Well something to make you smile that this has just reminded me of....

My mother was on a train with her friend & the friends six year old grandaughter.

The train pulled into a station & loads of people got on and sat quietly for the train to pull out.

In a high voice the six year old said....

"Grandma I see a virgin"

So how do you explain to a six year old why the rest of the passengers have just burst out laughing to that remark?

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