Securing the Trains

I’m sitting in the Virgin Trains lounge at London Euston station and there’s a guy at a terminal in front of me on the phone. In a very loud voice he shouts out;

“And what is the user id for me to log in here?”

followed by

“And what is the password”

which he then repeats letter by letter just in case anyone in the lounge didn’t hear it. I certainly now have his login and so does the lady to my left who found it as funny as I did.