Council CuntsStallion 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?
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chthonic, Thu 26 Jul 2007, 10:51)
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Traffic warden storyLeft my motorbike on a single yellow to nip to the cash machine. I knew I wasn't supposed to (wrong day and time), but other cars were there so I figured I wasn't going to make the obstruction any worse and I'd only be away a few minutes anyway. Got back from cash machine to find traffic warden filling out a ticket. "Bugger," thinks I, "but I suppose it's a fair cop as I knew what I was doing."
The warden proceeds to address me as a schoolteacher would talk to a naughty child. He actually seemed pretty pissed off at me, although I hadn't said anything. Maybe he was expecting a confrontation and was getting his retaliation in first. I had been all ready to take the ticket on the chin as it were, but since he was getting arsey I decided to fight my corner.
I pointed out that the sign that specified the parking restrictions was bent and not actually visible from the road. This was technically true, though anyone with any common sense would have known what it was and checked it to see when they could legally park there. Hell, I had (though I wasn't going to tell him that). He looked at the sign, looked at me and said "I'm letting you off this time but you've been very lucky", before proceeding to ticket the other cars.
In retrospect, if he was right to ticket the other cars, he should have done the same to me, and if he was right to let me off, likewise for the other cars. Anyway, I got off, thus dispelling all my prejudices about traffic wardens.
(, Sat 28 Jul 2007, 17:30, Reply)
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