Missed stops

[SwingsitlikeHogan]

It wasn’t so much that I slept through my getting off last train to Alton - it was that the last stop wasn‘t Alton but Bentley. That station is all on its lonesome, and there is diddly squat around it, plus after midnight no taxis. And of course my phone had died and there was no public or taxi phone that I could find.

Fortunately the guard told me I could get back on the train even though it was then not in service - and they’d take me back to Farnham where the depot is, and my station ?

 

[Rooter]

My train out of Paddington is often the Penzance one.. I have never done it, but my mate has! We called him pirate pete for ages! (Newbury to Penzance is over 5 hours!! He slept the whole way!!)

 

[Norrin Radd]

Arranged to meet a new girlfriend one Saturday evening at a disco . By nine o'clock she hadn't shown up and as it was only a quick first meeting to arrange the disco ,me being me thought oh well, and got chatting with another young lady who was very keen. We got on really well and were quite the happy couple.
About ten thirty who should arrive but first girl who had fell asleep on the train and ended up in Brighton. Sh got a cab all the way to the disco to meet with me ,only to find I'm in the arms of another.

Just my bloody luck .they were best friends and I ended up with neither of them .?

 

[CliveW]

On a similar note, I was travelling with Air Cadets from Edinburgh to Kings Lynn by train for our Summer camp. We were specifically told that on no circumstances whatsoever were we to get off the train until Peterborough where we were to change trains. On arriving in York, our Warrant Officer spotted some cadets wandering about the platform and promptly set about giving them hell and herding the protesting cadets back on to the train. It was only after the train left the station that it transpired that these were cadets returning from camp and heading back to Edinburgh! Next stop.... Peterborough!

 

[larmen]

Never done the sleeping on a train thing, quite lucky with that. But a friend of mine, we called him Cockfosters. He used to live in Bounds Green, but he knows all night bus drivers in the north.

My favourite story is when I left him in the circle line on a Sunday afternoon, back when the line went all around. I got off to change in Baker Street, he stayed on and changed to the Piccadilly line in Kings Cross (?). When he got out at his home stop he couldn't understand why the supermarket was already closed until he realised he must have done exactly 1 full extra lap on the circle line.

 

[Wilson]

Years before I knew her, my ex-wife was half-way down the M4 trying to get to Hounslow because she had seen a sign for "The West Country"

My wife, her sisters and their Mum were off to a concert at the O2, except they drove straight past the exit, and by the time they had realised, were 3/4 of the way round and wouldn’t have made it in time, so just carried on! A full lap of the M25, back down the M4 and home.

It gets bought up every time I’m accused of doing something without common sense.

 

[RichA]

This is different, but the thread made me remember it...
Many years ago, I was working nights and was asked to give somebody a lift home as they'd finished later than planned. Rather than tell me her address to put in the satnav, she insisted on giving turn by turn directions herself. It was an utterly torturous hour-long journey, travelling less than 10 miles from east London to southeast London, but through various housing estates.
When we got there, I said, "What's with the weird route? We could have done this journey in 15 minutes if we'd stayed on the A2."
The reply, "Well this is the way the bus goes."