Post by igelkotten on Sept 27, 2005 12:22:42 GMT
As I probably have mentioned in other posts, we have a few teams of advertising board pasters running around in the Stockholm Metro late at nights, pasting adverts on the trackside boards at stations. This is, by the way, done during traffic hours (though late at night), with trains passing and the third rail energized.
Anyhow, yesterday night one of the pasting teams made something that had me laughing like a drunk hyena.
A controller came over the radio and made an all trains message to the effect that one of the pasting teams seemed to have mislaid a barrel of glue on a train, and unfortunately, they could not remember what train it was that had escaped with their barrel. So, would all drivers turning around on the south side be so kind as to please check in the second car of their trains and see if they could find a wheel-cart with a dark green 120-litre plastic barrel full of glue, and if so, be so kind as to report it to line control?
Eventually, a driver found the barell on his train and promptly shanghaied two security guards to act as escort detail for the barell, and it was returned to the pasting team, who apparently were of a soemwhat flushed appearance. They were surprisingly sullen when I offered them the use of a roll of scotch tape, anyhow.
Of course, most of us drivers thought that the dfriver who found the barrel shouldn't have reported it in, but instead try to sell it as a barell full of heinous drugs to the local populace at the station. And preferrably split the proceeds with us, of course. Well, maybe next time.
Anyhow, yesterday night one of the pasting teams made something that had me laughing like a drunk hyena.
A controller came over the radio and made an all trains message to the effect that one of the pasting teams seemed to have mislaid a barrel of glue on a train, and unfortunately, they could not remember what train it was that had escaped with their barrel. So, would all drivers turning around on the south side be so kind as to please check in the second car of their trains and see if they could find a wheel-cart with a dark green 120-litre plastic barrel full of glue, and if so, be so kind as to report it to line control?
Eventually, a driver found the barell on his train and promptly shanghaied two security guards to act as escort detail for the barell, and it was returned to the pasting team, who apparently were of a soemwhat flushed appearance. They were surprisingly sullen when I offered them the use of a roll of scotch tape, anyhow.
Of course, most of us drivers thought that the dfriver who found the barrel shouldn't have reported it in, but instead try to sell it as a barell full of heinous drugs to the local populace at the station. And preferrably split the proceeds with us, of course. Well, maybe next time.
