It was a bad day. A lot of bad stuff happened. And I'd love to forget it all. But I don't. Not ever. Because this is what I do. Every time, every day, every second, this: On five, we're bringing down the government.
Monday, December 09
Dear Sydney Trains
Will you please shut your bloody trains up?!
Will you please shut your bloody trains up?!
Taking one of the newer trains from Hornsby to Wynyard subjects passengers to no fewer than 102 automated announcements and alerts. That's about 100 too many. And that excludes any manual announcements made with the volume invariably cranked up way, way too loud.
Stop it.
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