By wr jones
I took a train from Boston to Harper’s Ferry. It was an all day trip from 5:45 AM to 5:15 PM. I figured I’d treat myself to an Amtrak upgrade. Paid something like $40 extra to go business class. When I boarded the train I looked at the side of the cars and got on one that said business class.
I’m riding along when a female sits beside me and we chat for awhile before the business class subject comes up. She tells me I’m in the wrong car this is coach class. NUTS! I’m too important to be talking with this woman. I get off at the next stop and move myself and bags to the official Business Class car.
As I chose a seat I reflect on the fact that there is absolutely NO difference in this car than in the coach car I just moved from. Identical seating. The conductor stops by to check my ticket and I asked what the business class upgrade entitles me to. He says if I present my stub to the attendant in the snack car I’m entitled to a free soft drink. Say what? Thinking he has it wrong I went to the car and asked the attendant what I got for the upgrade. He verified the soft drink (which turned out to be one of those half sized cans) and suggested I should consider upgrading to first class. Wow that news made me feel better. It meant there is someone even dumber than me. There are no first class cars and the only food to upgrade would be a microwave cheese sandwich.
Lesson learned here is that I’m don’t belong in business class, I’m not smart enough with my money to be a real business man.