Council Cunts
Stallion Explosion writes "I was in a record shop in Melbourne, flicking through the vinyl, when I found a record entitled 'Hackney Council Are A Bunch Of Cunts'"
We agree.
Have you been trapped in the relentless petty minded bureaucracy of your local council?
Why does it require 3 forms of ID to get a parking permit when the car in question is busy receiving a parking ticket right outside the parking office?
Or do you work for Hackney Council?
( , Thu 26 Jul 2007, 10:51)
Stallion Explosion writes "I was in a record shop in Melbourne, flicking through the vinyl, when I found a record entitled 'Hackney Council Are A Bunch Of Cunts'"
We agree.
Have you been trapped in the relentless petty minded bureaucracy of your local council?
Why does it require 3 forms of ID to get a parking permit when the car in question is busy receiving a parking ticket right outside the parking office?
Or do you work for Hackney Council?
( , Thu 26 Jul 2007, 10:51)
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NHS Wales Are Money Grabbing Sods
One of the scant few advantages of being Welsh is that I get free NHS Dentist checkups until I'm 25. It's not much, but it's worth having.
Anyway, you have to fill in one form to make sure you're eligable. Nothing too strenuous, just something to make sure I don't have to pay money. I seem to remember it being one side of A4.
Thought nothing of it, went through uni, few checkups here and there, fine.
Until one day.
I had a day off, so took the Ms. Rhyswynne at the time to Chester for a bit of Deva Fun. Being English, she found it hilarious to shout "Where's my crossbow!" on Chester walls as it's legal to shoot Welshmen on them with a crossbow.
All in all, good fun day out, went home on the train (had a few in the Temple Bar in Chester, recommend it, it's ace), when I got a phone call from my dad.
"Hi Rhys, there's a chap in the living room wanting to speak to you, regarding dentistry."
Odd, got home and he was sat there. Sipping tea and eating biscuits.
"Hi Rhys! We want to question you about possible NHS Expense Aversion."
I was puzzled to say the least.
Anyway, long and short of it is that I couldn't prove the exact days there and then when I went to the dentist in the last two years, so they charged me for two appointments.
A cost of £24.
I was not a happy bunny.
What made it worse was after it, he said "Oooh! Looks like I've missed my last train back to Cardiff (I live in Colwyn Bay, North Wales by the way), I suppose I'd have to stay in a hotel for the night!", he said in one of those jokey accents that kids do to try and persuade you to get them to do stuff for them.
Even if he stayed in the shittest hotel in Colwyn Bay, it must've been more expensive than £24, not including the train fare (which, last time I checked, was £28. IF you book in advance).
My only hope for him is that he has a heart attack from wanking over too much hotel porn, and doctors cannot afford to treat him.
( , Thu 26 Jul 2007, 13:41, Reply)
One of the scant few advantages of being Welsh is that I get free NHS Dentist checkups until I'm 25. It's not much, but it's worth having.
Anyway, you have to fill in one form to make sure you're eligable. Nothing too strenuous, just something to make sure I don't have to pay money. I seem to remember it being one side of A4.
Thought nothing of it, went through uni, few checkups here and there, fine.
Until one day.
I had a day off, so took the Ms. Rhyswynne at the time to Chester for a bit of Deva Fun. Being English, she found it hilarious to shout "Where's my crossbow!" on Chester walls as it's legal to shoot Welshmen on them with a crossbow.
All in all, good fun day out, went home on the train (had a few in the Temple Bar in Chester, recommend it, it's ace), when I got a phone call from my dad.
"Hi Rhys, there's a chap in the living room wanting to speak to you, regarding dentistry."
Odd, got home and he was sat there. Sipping tea and eating biscuits.
"Hi Rhys! We want to question you about possible NHS Expense Aversion."
I was puzzled to say the least.
Anyway, long and short of it is that I couldn't prove the exact days there and then when I went to the dentist in the last two years, so they charged me for two appointments.
A cost of £24.
I was not a happy bunny.
What made it worse was after it, he said "Oooh! Looks like I've missed my last train back to Cardiff (I live in Colwyn Bay, North Wales by the way), I suppose I'd have to stay in a hotel for the night!", he said in one of those jokey accents that kids do to try and persuade you to get them to do stuff for them.
Even if he stayed in the shittest hotel in Colwyn Bay, it must've been more expensive than £24, not including the train fare (which, last time I checked, was £28. IF you book in advance).
My only hope for him is that he has a heart attack from wanking over too much hotel porn, and doctors cannot afford to treat him.
( , Thu 26 Jul 2007, 13:41, Reply)
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