Crazy
Last night I had a dream about buying a train ticket.
It started like any normal morning, walking up to my local train station. Except when I got there, people were just milling about in confusion because the ticket window was closed. I thought myself "nevermind, I'll just use the machine". But that didn't work... When I hit the buttons for a return ticket to work, it asked for less money than usual. I shrugged that off and put the money in... but then the ticket it printed didn't have the right destination on it. So I tried again and again (while strangly not being worried about effectively paying more and more money...) Eventually I noticed that the machine's display was apparently indicating that the machine was in Canada - not Sydney. It was trying to sell me a ticket for completely different locations! I thought "this is weird, I need to take a picture to show people" but as I reached for my camera, a second ticket window mysteriously appeared in a wall where there is none. This was good, because the normal window was open but the queue was huge and I didn't want to have to wait. So I joined the new, short, queue at the magical second ticket window.
When I got to the window and asked for a return ticket, the cost was once again less than normal...oh well, I hand over the money, expecting change. All through this transaction I'm gradually being pushed aside by someone next to me. Just before the change comes through, I turn to the side and say "excuse me little girl" because it seems that the person doing the pushing is a child, not an adult. Then my change arrives - but it is in out of date, copper, coins. So I have to argue with the person about giving me the right change.
As that is happening, I get tapped on the shoulder. A lady in a Cityrail uniform is there, with a fake baby, which I instinctively understand means that this is someone here to give me a lesson in manners! She starts to say something to me about not being polite to the lady who has been pushing me out of the way at the window, but I say - very politely - "please wait a moment, I'm just getting my change". The Good Manners lady looks shocked at how polite I am! I turn back to the window, get the right change, and the next thing I know is that I'm down on the platform, and someone comes up to me and we start talking about what happened and how weird it all was.
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In other news, I had a pretty excellent weekend with Saturday night at my old local pub, seeing a bunch of awesome friends for my belated birthday drinks.
It started like any normal morning, walking up to my local train station. Except when I got there, people were just milling about in confusion because the ticket window was closed. I thought myself "nevermind, I'll just use the machine". But that didn't work... When I hit the buttons for a return ticket to work, it asked for less money than usual. I shrugged that off and put the money in... but then the ticket it printed didn't have the right destination on it. So I tried again and again (while strangly not being worried about effectively paying more and more money...) Eventually I noticed that the machine's display was apparently indicating that the machine was in Canada - not Sydney. It was trying to sell me a ticket for completely different locations! I thought "this is weird, I need to take a picture to show people" but as I reached for my camera, a second ticket window mysteriously appeared in a wall where there is none. This was good, because the normal window was open but the queue was huge and I didn't want to have to wait. So I joined the new, short, queue at the magical second ticket window.
When I got to the window and asked for a return ticket, the cost was once again less than normal...oh well, I hand over the money, expecting change. All through this transaction I'm gradually being pushed aside by someone next to me. Just before the change comes through, I turn to the side and say "excuse me little girl" because it seems that the person doing the pushing is a child, not an adult. Then my change arrives - but it is in out of date, copper, coins. So I have to argue with the person about giving me the right change.
As that is happening, I get tapped on the shoulder. A lady in a Cityrail uniform is there, with a fake baby, which I instinctively understand means that this is someone here to give me a lesson in manners! She starts to say something to me about not being polite to the lady who has been pushing me out of the way at the window, but I say - very politely - "please wait a moment, I'm just getting my change". The Good Manners lady looks shocked at how polite I am! I turn back to the window, get the right change, and the next thing I know is that I'm down on the platform, and someone comes up to me and we start talking about what happened and how weird it all was.
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In other news, I had a pretty excellent weekend with Saturday night at my old local pub, seeing a bunch of awesome friends for my belated birthday drinks.