I nominate Irvine station. Especially on a wet winter Wednesday night.Many years ago I once stood in the soulless plastic shelter for almost an hour, watching a couple of junkies on the opposite platform having an increasingly violent fight that ended up with one of them chasing the other onto the tracks whilst weilding a rather large carving knife! Luckily, they were more interested in harming eachother than me! I have never been so happy to see the train arrive, I can tell you!