My train was extremely late tonight due to a combination of leaves on the line (a phenomenon that results in greasy rail conditions and loss of traction, so I’m told) and a trespasser at Purley. Mildly irritating, but not something I can really get that stressed about. However, when the train did arrive, one passenger got off and was swearing and shouting at the poor guard (who had absolutely no control over the problems). I wonder if people who get that frighteningly stressed about the small things in life (and I’m sure it was quite frightening for the poor guard on the receiving end) die younger and are less happy in their lives. Somehow, I wouldn’t be surprised, and it would be some sort of natural justice for making the train even more late for the remaining 200 or so people on board.
separating the wanted from the unwanted