I did have to feel sorry for the poor student-type on the train today whose headphones prevented him from hearing the announcement that Liverpool Central was closed for refurbishment. On the other hand, the look on his face as the train ran through the station non-stop was priceless and certainly brightened my afternoon.
He therefore had to make an unscheduled detour to Brunswick, where I advised him that if he ran over the footbridge he might just catch the train going the other way. He alighted muttering various obscenities under his breath. Which is not unusual for people alighting at Brunswick, in my experience.