Friday 13 July 2012

SUSPICION ON TRAINS. A small case study.

Hi Bloggers. Don't panic, im a lot better. It wasnt fox AIDS. Or any kind of AIDS in fact. I actually think i maybe exaggerated the whole illness thing, but what can i say? I was afraid. Bunged up. Cold one minute, warm the next. But thats all in the past now, i feel good.

Thanks for your concern.

Just want to ask some advice really. You can treat the question as rhetorical or you can actually answer if you wish in the comments section, its up to you. But anyway, on the train yesterday, the lady who lives on the train next to the microphone and makes the announcements asked me to report anything suspicious that i notice, to a member of staff. Now I suppose this is a fair enough request on the first time of hearing it, but when you travel on trains as much as i do, which is a lot, then you begin to break down this request.

National Rail really need to make clearer what they mean.

For example to a paranoid schitzophrenic ANYTHING is supsicious.

"Excuse me officer, but theres a man in the next carriage whos biting his nails, and i don't know about you, but Im pretty sure hes thinking about spitting them at me, you know, like aiming them at my eyes? trying to blind me? beacuse hes fucking my wife and wants to eat my kids? you know the sort. Just thought he looked suspicious. Cheers mate."

He Hates You......


They also need to make clearer what they class as suspicious and whether suspicious is a particularly bad thing.

"Sorry sir, I notice the robotic lady asked me to report anything suspicious at the start of my journey? Yeh well just along from me on the train just now was an Otter in some Hareem pants and a beret, listening to the lighthouse family on his headphones? I dunno about you but i have NEVER seen anything like that, pretty incredible yet suspicious dont you think?"

Literally proof if you type anything into Google images, its there.


And finally we need to define whether variations of the word suspicious count in the things that need to be reported.

"Hiya mate, do you work here? Or do you just like ridiculously bright coloured.....oh...yes you work here, well on the train, sat next to me was someone who looked suspiciously like Peter Sutcliffe? You know, the Yorkshire Ripper? Yeh i'd just keep an eye on him if i was you. Thanks."

The worst Doppelganger. Poor Guy. You can see the years of
serial killer based rejection in his eyes.


Come on national rail sort it out. Otherwise you will be inundated with what you may see as hoax suspicions, but the rest of us see as a serious misinterpretation of the word suspicious.

Peace Out.