A gift book for anyone who has experienced the misery of commuting by rail.
A laugh out loud rant about the horrors of the daily rush-hour.
Sara Yirrell spent 17 years of her life sharing a metal tube on rails each day with what can only be described as a bunch of weird, wonderful, habitual, territorial, downright rude, and hilarious people known as commuters. Those who sneak out at ridiculous o’clock in the morning to catch an early train, and then shuffle home at night to eat, sleep and do it all again the next day. Not only does it sap you of the will to live, but it pretty much clears out your bank account too. The piece of paper, or ‘season ticket’ they are carrying probably costs more per month than anything else they own, and when it comes to the travelling pecking order, they fully believe they are top of the pile. To be fair, they are.
Diary of An Angry Commuter
describes the sheer helplessness and incessant frustration of being stuck on delayed trains, the seething anger felt by every season ticket holder under their teeth-gritting exterior, and the constant amazement at the bizarre and frankly disgusting things fellow passengers get up to each day.
It also documents the lack of manners, desperation to grab a seat, and passive aggressive behaviour witnessed among professional people who normally know better, but in a humorous and sarcastic way. Throw day-trippers into the mix and you have the perfect storm.The language is colourful, the insults are heartfelt and the shock when a train is actually on time is very real. If you use or are thinking of commuting by rail, you really need to give this a read.