Amit T.
At about 8:45 pm today, I went to Victoria station to pick up my friend, who had come from Scotland. There was no lift, and we had three suitcases. I told my friend to wait upstairs while I carried two bags up one at a time, and she could bring the last one. No one was there to watch our luggage downstairs. I saw five groups of security staff talking in Hindi and asked one person to keep an eye on a bag for a second while I fetched another. He refused and said we had to carry our own things and they couldn’t watch them even for a second. I felt let down and dismissed. They looked at me and laughed while I was asking for help. Why were the security staff just talking to each other? It was insane. The other officers were good, though.
