I wasn't expecting to write this. A bit of an odd one, but you'll understand why. Today goes to NATIONAL EXPRESS.
I've been coach spotting you see. Been trying to find some coaches for Isobel and I to catch from Hitchin all the way up to Liverpool, and then catch the Merseyrail into Freshfield. Simple eh? Anything but.
Not only does the National Express website crash every time you use it (which is apparently the 'booking site' - my arse it's the booking site), but they want to charge us £80 return. Actually, a very good value ticket. Thats about £40 each, so £20 a trip. But then you have to factor in the train journey when we're there as well. It suddenly becomes quite an expensive trip. Because that train journey has to be each way - there AND back.
We'd both best try and get jobs. Well, we've both tried. But every tit and dickhead in school works - and then claims EMA on top of. Some of them, I can deal with, but there are some who spend their money on sex, drugs, alcohol and fags. Where is the point?! I want a job so I can take my girlfriend away, so I can stop pestering my parents for money, to be able to go to the cinema, and be able to eat in the same week. Its not exactly fair.
Anyway, theres my rant. NATIONAL EXPRESS, you are the Day Dedicatees for Monday 29th March 2010.
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