praise of the viennese online ticket and the german id card.

ticket inspector: tickets please! me (with puppy dog eyes): oh my, i am sorry; i bought an online ticket and wasn't able to print it. ticket inspector: well, that can be true or it simply isn't. do you have an id with you? me: yes, here you are. ticket inspector: this is a german id card. me: right. ticket inspector: so you are living in vienna or what? me: yes, i do.

(something going on in the train behind me distracts the woman. she pauses. after a short moment)

ticket inspector: ok, passt schon.

(off)

of course my excuse about the online ticket and my printer is true, how dare you?

on the other hand: wiener linien are full of fascist shit. according to a guest comment of martin amanshauser in die presse from yesterday, the conductor's are to announce that passengers should not give any money to beggars or else "we don't get rid of that gang".