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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Birmingham City Council Housing DepartmentMrs. God's always told me that the Housing Dept. treat those of us living in Council flats like scum. Me, I'm much more forgiving, and I assumed that she might have been a little unfair on them. Oh, how wrong I was.
Down we go to the local Housing office, ink barely dry on our lovely wedding certificate, and matching wedding rings gleaming in the morning sun. In we go, and queue. And queue. And queue.
Eventually we reach the main desk, which is inhabited by some kind of swamp troll creature. Mrs. God says that she'd like to change her name on the housing details.
"You want to change your name?" asks the troll. "Did you just decide to call yourself something else, or did you fill in the form? There's a form, you know. You can't just decide to change your name."
"Err", says Mrs. God. "I got married, and that counts as a name change."
"You? Married?" says the troll, disbelievingly. Eventually, Mrs. God had to produce a wedding certificate, wedding ring, and a husband before the troll grudgingly accepted that there might be something in this wedding story lark. She filled in the paperwork, and, only four months later, the name change came through.
Now if only they'd fix the cocking roof...
(, Sun 29 Jul 2007, 12:35, Reply)
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