Fist Class

Made it to the station with plenty of time to spare. I'd got a first class rail ticket for an extra £3 which I booked online, thanks to thetrainline. Free coffee brown water and a paper- worth it? Anyway, put my card in the machine and out cam bits of ticket shaped cards. Picked them up. Good oh.
Hopped on the train. Then a man wandered over and said 'tickets'. I picked up my bits of card and handed em over.
'They're not tickets'
'Sorry?'
'They're not tickets'
'What do you mean?'
'They're not tickets. Seat reservation and receipt. No ticket.'
'so what are you saying?
'They're not tickets. So you will need to buy a ticket for travel.'
'I already did'
'but you don't have one'
'that'll be £73.50 please.'
'what?'

Long story short, yesterday I bought today's ticket for £54.50.
Today, I bought today's ticket for £73.50
That's £128 for a single train journey with a cup of crap coffee and a paper that's worth £1.
Then, as I was standing to get off the train, I got a tap on the shoulder.
'is this your ticket?'
It was.

I expected somebody with a hidden camera to jump out. They f***ng didn't.

I don't normally, but this time I'm complaining. Wish I'd got the name of the wee ticket fella.