Diary of a Tube worker: "He's in his office and he tells us to go outside"
“I dunno man, it can’t be right. Look at how many the flu kills, there is something up here. Look at the new laws, black boys gonna lose their lives in jail and they can bury them, no questions”. E is holding forth in a control room that now has five of us in it. Two people could just about hope to be two metres away. At five it's an impossibility. I’ve signed in, I’m not happy about it. I've been reallocated to full-time station work from training for a driver's job, after working stations weekends on the Night Tube. I find others in similar positions in the mess room. “I haven’t worked here...