Travelling back home from visiting an acquaintance, I book a first class ticket because as an introvert I value the extra space and the privacy it grants. Well, my train showed up 40 minutes late, and because of the delay, had twice as many people as it usually did. No big deal, I guess.
There was a white femoid in her 50s sitting in the exact seat I reserved one week ago. I knew that nobody would side with me, an ethnicel in my early 20s, over her, if I had instigated an argument. So I politely approach a soy-looking employee and tell him that someone else is in my reserved seat.
He sighs as if I'm at fault somehow and goes over to check her ticket. She had a standard class ticket, and the employee politely asks her to move to her assigned section. The Karen simply says, "the back of the train is full," and stays put.
For some reason, the employee simply relents and tells me to sit somewhere else instead. He directs me to a seat that for some reason hasn't been cleaned since the previous passenger disembarked.
Seriously, why the fuck does anyone bother to pay for First if they can sit there with a standard ticket? Or do the rules not apply to white femoids? I seriously doubt that I, as a disprivileged low SMV male, would be able to get away with it. I'd probably get dragged off like that ricecel doctor on a United flight a few years back.
The first class dining menu was unavailable for some reason. To his credit, the Chad train manager goes around apologizing profusely, handing out bottled water and telling me that I can claim a voucher or a partial refund.
[UWSL]40 minutes in, we pull into some random station, everyone's being told that the train can't continue because of a technical fault with the signalling stuff further down the route, and so I am stranded in the middle of bumfuck nowhere while the railway fixes it overnight. Luckily there was a hotel a short Uber ride away. Oh and there was a price surge of course, because everyone else who was stranded also called an Uber at the same time. [/UWSL]
[UWSL]So I'm getting drunk off room service right now. [/UWSL]
There was a white femoid in her 50s sitting in the exact seat I reserved one week ago. I knew that nobody would side with me, an ethnicel in my early 20s, over her, if I had instigated an argument. So I politely approach a soy-looking employee and tell him that someone else is in my reserved seat.
He sighs as if I'm at fault somehow and goes over to check her ticket. She had a standard class ticket, and the employee politely asks her to move to her assigned section. The Karen simply says, "the back of the train is full," and stays put.
For some reason, the employee simply relents and tells me to sit somewhere else instead. He directs me to a seat that for some reason hasn't been cleaned since the previous passenger disembarked.
Seriously, why the fuck does anyone bother to pay for First if they can sit there with a standard ticket? Or do the rules not apply to white femoids? I seriously doubt that I, as a disprivileged low SMV male, would be able to get away with it. I'd probably get dragged off like that ricecel doctor on a United flight a few years back.
The first class dining menu was unavailable for some reason. To his credit, the Chad train manager goes around apologizing profusely, handing out bottled water and telling me that I can claim a voucher or a partial refund.
[UWSL]40 minutes in, we pull into some random station, everyone's being told that the train can't continue because of a technical fault with the signalling stuff further down the route, and so I am stranded in the middle of bumfuck nowhere while the railway fixes it overnight. Luckily there was a hotel a short Uber ride away. Oh and there was a price surge of course, because everyone else who was stranded also called an Uber at the same time. [/UWSL]
[UWSL]So I'm getting drunk off room service right now. [/UWSL]
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