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I turn up to work to find that a minor electrical fault has shut the ticket office. It could be hours until it's fixed. What a wonderful unexpected gift

By Dan Kuper   August 2006

After another struggle with my bed, I get into work to see Marcus, the early-turn ticket clerk, standing outside the ticket barrier in a high-visibility vest and the ticket office closed. What’s going on? It takes a minute to sink in, since I’m still thinking of a decent excuse for being late, but then it dawns on me—the ticket office is closed. The problem is defective lighting—a minor electrical fault, it seems, but it could be a few hours before it’s sorted out. What better gift could I have expected than this surprise respite from the rush-hour pummel? Not to…

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