I’m usually in London two days a week ‘torturing’ some of my clients.
Well, that’s what they call it at least.
On my way over to see one of my clients yesterday my Oyster card decided to go on strike.
“Crappity, crap, crap!”
I could hear the tutting and moaning behind me.
I dropped my head and squeezed out of the oncoming stampede.
Off I popped to the ticket office to see what the problem was.
It turns out there was a crack in the card and I’d have to fill out a form to sort it out.
I didn’t have time to fill out the essay of a form, so I bought myself a travel card.
At the end of the day when I’d finished with my clients I decided to do a good deed and give my ticket away.
You know what?
It turns out its more difficult to give a tube ticket away than you’d think.
The first person turned me down and looked at me as if I’d just insulted his mum.
I asked if he was sure.
He said “yes” and carried on queuing for a ticket.
Although, maybe it was my tracky bottoms and cap that put him off or maybe he’s just a sceptic.
You’re probably wondering where I’m going with this, right?
Well, I give free advice to thousands of people each week.
Some people take it and change their lives.
Others simply nod in agreement and then never doing anything with these nuggets of wisdom.
I don’t know if you’re skeptical of people wearing tracksuit bottoms, but if you’ve been reading my tips for a while you best make sure you put them to good use.
Don’t be like the numpty who didn’t accept the free tube ticket.
What’s that old saying?
You can lead a horse to water, but…