Next time there's 2 minutes to departure, all the doors behind you are closed and your stood by the door to the Buffet car. Don't just direct the little old lady onto the train, look down the platform towards the concorse at the 3 lowly figures mid carraige between your door and the previous door, turn, walk onto the train, shut the door and then run into the kitchen so the poor sods you've just ignored and made to feel right twats for beleiving you were going to show some common curtesy and wait for them to reach you. Instead, why don't you do the decent thing and wait or at the very least ask them to board at the door they've just passed. It don't take much pal. Just a wave of the hand that's all and perhaps a mouthed appology.
In case you hadn't realised, we're not thick or suffering from dementia or anything. We'll understand because we're the one who are running late for a change. These are the circumstances where train crew have every oppotunity to display just a little customer care becasue these are the circumstances where you can really help us after a shitty day at work and a struggling journey to KX. They're also the circumstances we remember most and when we'll be eternially greatful. They're the circumstances when the humans amongst us will start to talk to you almost as if we know you just because of that kind little act you once did for us. We'll circtainly remember you more than the toss pot colleagues of yours who treat customer like a comodity.
I didn't get his name because of his disappearing act. Just a classic example of how a simple act can piss a customer off no end.
We were fracking late too though god knows why.
Right, rant over.












