People I Meet 1

I have been utilising our British train system of late and one of the joys of travelling in this way is the opportunity to make ‘single serving friends’.  In this instance, my friend and I were asked for help to use the ticketing machine.  Unfortunately we were unable to help (and I thought to myself, ‘I’m so glad I never have problems with these machines – I always buy online’ only to have my next run-in with said ticket machine turn into an unholy frustrating mess, but that’s another story).  Afterwards, to pass the time on the train, I drew out the little scenario where if the ticket machine could talk, it would be a petulant sod.