I submitted this piece to a compilation on tram tales in 2010 and I never heard back as to whether it was included, I was supposed to get a pdf of the completed work and I didn’t. I am publishing it here.

I was a tram conductor in the mid 90s. There is a world of difference between sitting on a tram as a passenger and working on one.  I have read descriptions of being in a war as being a lot of doing nothing and being bored, followed by short sharp periods of action. The same thing could have been said of being a tram conductor – the only real action was if you had a peak hour tram or you were nearing a train station at a peak time.

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