I once worked for a crap supermarket
something rhyming with Bainbury's.

As I was told to sort the trolleys out in the car park (I was a till jockey at the time), I noticed a White Van Man park in one of the disabled spaces.

He got out and gave my colleague a grin, walked 10 foot then pretended to limp.

I went back into the store and got one of our "DO NOT PARK IN DISABLED SPACES UNLESS YOU HAVE A PERMIT" stickers and stuck it directly in the drivers field of view.

While he was in the store, it started to rain. Due to the above sort-of-mentioned supermarket was a tad tight, their stickers were paper based, not laminated or plastic, just sticky paper.

Rain + sticky paper = angry white van man peeling 5mm pieces of smeared and ripped soggy sticky paper pieces from his windscreen. For 40 minutes.


I just smiled and went inside before he saw me.
(Ethelred is watching cheese grow, Sat 16 Jan 2010, 13:59, 1 reply)

hahaha, I did the same to some old bloke's car once;
I was forced to park in an oap's reception car park to pick up me 14 year old sister from a dentists. I was parked there 2 minutes; I legged it into the surgery and got her to come straight to the car. When I get back, some old cunty had parked his car by my bumper and stood there gloating rather nastily about it.

He gave me a 5 minute lecture on parking where I shouldn't even though I explained I only stopped to get me sister then let me go. Angry was not the word.

I was in work at 7am the next day and had to drive past this place again, so I got a council "NO PARKING" sticker from my dad's work bag and accidentally superglued it to the old cunt's windscreen. Fucking tosser.
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Sat 16 Jan 2010, 14:37, closed)