If you were a big important business person, who spent their weekends bathing in Moet & Chandon and pissing in peasants eyeballs, how would you possibly try to convey your disregard for the average human being? Well, this seems to be the most popular option; by a train company, pack sweaty people in so tight that they're always smelling worse than a sailor's bathroom and this is my personal favourite, having a automated announcer apologizing for delays.
There is something strangely brilliant about having a recorded message apologizing for an hour delay meaning you miss your connection and will not arrive at your destination till the early hours of the morning. "There is a 45 minute delay for the 8.45 to Reading, I am extremely sorry for the inconvenience " No, you're not, you recorded that message 2 years ago, and are now currently in bed enjoying a Horlicks, that business man must be pissing himself into the eyes of a soon to be blind peasant.
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