The strangest thing happened to me yesterday. I was on my way back to big T, from a meeting down at Docklands, and it was freezing cold (funny, being winter and all…) so instead of walking, I jumped on a tram. The only thing was, that I didn’t buy a ticket. The only time I didn’t buy a ticket was the time that a ticket inspector decide to come on board.
When he asked me where my ticket was, I said that I had just got on the stop before, and I was waiting for the people who got on before me to finish buying their tickets, before I got on. The ticket inspector looked at me a little strange, and asked me where I got on. I pointed out the back window, to the tram stop a block away and said ‘that one’. He asked me again, and I repeated myself, pointing out the back window again. The funny thing was that the tram was only half full, so my story really wasn’t that convincing. I wasn’t even convincing myself 
I don’t know what it was that I said, but he let me off the hook. He said i’d better buy one right now, but make sure I am more careful next time.
Phew! Don’t know how I got away with that one…