Biffo? No. From tram-ride trauma to joyful exchange
An article from The Age about a chap who wrote a funny complaint to Yarra Trams who replied in equally wonderful style...
`Dear Yarra Trams,
Last Friday my wife and I decided to take the 86 tram (citybound) to a party in Gertude Street.
My wife calls the 86 a “colourful” tram and, insofar as this is a euphemism for any or all of “a little bit weird”, “often wet of floor”, “generally carrying at least one commuter who surreptitiously masturbates in transit”, etc, etc, she is right. We know what to expect when we hop on the 86 and, compared to taking a Metro train, the 86 is usually a pleasure – the occasional progress from one stop to the next alone is a hugely appealing differentiator.
On Friday night, though, we experienced something that even we (tolerant of the usual poo smells, early morning alcohol consumption of other passengers, and barnyard animals) found confronting.
We got on in Preston and immediately got our first “bit of 86”. A man of about 50, apparently drunk, confronted a person and asked theatrically “IS IT TO BE THAT WE ARE ENGAGED!?”'
http://www.theage.com.au/victoria/biffo-no-from-tramride-trauma-to-joyful-exchange-20120502-1xyij.html
