Just remembered another one from when I worked at my local council
My second job at the council (I went back the following summer) was on reception.

There was one guy who temped there too, who was a retired copper. He was quite high up apprently (and i'd well believe it considering how much of an utter cunt he was). Apparently he worked there for a few months a year, and spent the rest of the time going on holidays, spending his fat public sector pension.

This guy was an asshole of the highest order.

A lot of the time, people would come in asking about one thing or another, and often, they would need to talk to the county council, rather than the district council. However, being a bunch of untrained underpaid fucktards, half the time, we'd send people off to the county council when in fact it was the district council that dealt with it.

Anyway - this ex-copper had the most irritating voice, and took great pride telling people that the district council didn't deal with their query.

He'd stand there with his hands up and say "N M P...... N M P" in the most smug tone you can imagine.

Understandably, most people would look at him with a mixture of confusion and hatred.

After a while (presumably he thought this was his impeccable comic timing), he'd say "Not.... My.... Problem".

Again, I can't begin to describe how smug that cunt sounded when he said it.

He really was an utter, utter cunt.
( HoratioFellatio Taking the the out of psychotherapist, Fri 27 Jul 2007, 15:25, Reply)