Sunday, October 14, 2007

The fine print is in another language

From Taipei I caught the fast train back to Zhongli and I even had a seat. (The fast trains have reserved seats if you buy your ticket at an opportune time.) It's always busy on Sunday evenings because everyone has to go home after spending a day or two in Taipei. So there I was, sitting in my seat, when midway through my journey I was nudged and shown a ticket with my seat number reserved for someone else. I brought out my ticket which had the seat number that I was occupying printed on it, and that's when the fine print on my ticket was pointed out to me.

Booted out.

Apparently there was a location limit to my reservation. I just had no chance on that one. It's like double fine print.

At least this incident was for something as minor as a seat on the train. Had it been something else, who knows just how irreparably devastated I could be right now.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Didn't stand a chance of a seat?

Elizabeth said...

I had no chance of being aware of the details of the fine print.

Anonymous said...

Get it? "Stand" a chance? Okay, poor attempt at being clever.