Shit happens. To me, it even happened more than once.
This morning, on my way to Frankfurt. I am in a hurry. Let me just throw a DIN A4 letter into the mail drop. In my briefcase, the train ticket printouts are held in the same compartment as the letter. At Munich Central Station, I see a mail drop. Not bothering to take off my gloves, I grab the fat envelpe, open the mail drop lid and throw the envelope in. All quite fast.
As I later reconstruct, I took the train tickets along with the thick envelope, throwing them both into the mail box.
In the EC722, I fail to produce the papers on which the train tickets have been printed. (So far), it is a total mystery to me where they might have gone. I do have the ticket on me, but only the “virtual” version. The way they sparkle both at me and the conductor is truly beautiful, but only on the nice MacBook Air display.
The conductor is a friendly and understanding person. But yet, there is no help. I cannot spontaneously manage to turn the train tickets meant for printout in the web into a “cell-phone ticket”. I wonder if it can be done at all?
So it seems that I am travelling without a valid ticket. I show my Bahncard and passport. The poor conductor is busy for a long time typing into his device. And the printout done by the computer hanging around his neck (what is it called?) is a rather long one.
It seems that my blunder initiated a highly complex transaction. The text on the long printout sounds ominous, but it also gives me some hope.
Now I wonder what will happen next.
If the Deutsche Bahn charges me more than 15 Euros for my misfortune, I will get rather grumpy and ask many people to re-tweet my article. Maybe we can instigate a small “shit storm”!
🙂 It would be a first for me – and we all start small, don’t we?
But I am, after all, an optimist. So I hope for a happy end! And if that happens, I will sing the praises of the Deutsche Bundesbahn. Let us wait and see …
(Translated by EG)