Wednesday, 23 February 2011

The Day I realised I failed miserably at doing what I set out to do

If you're reading this then you may realise my promise to review the films nominated for best picture at the academy awards has fallen flat on it's figurative face. But there is no time for that!

It's time for a rant my friends, basically being forced to pay ridiculous train prices in order to get home, I found myself having a first class train ticket being cheaper than the standard counterpart.

Now that I have experienced both standard and first class I can say one thing. Rich people do not waste your money! I don't know what my expectations were going into first class but in all honesty it was no different from standard, you got the same selection of food from the trolley, the same seats, the tables were the same size I mean I don't get it, where does all the extra money go.

Next time national rail i want to see fireworks and a personal butler goddammit, I wish to be treated like royalty rather than spend the whole journey trying to avoid eye contact with the rather peculiar man sitting opposite me .

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