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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Herts County Council...
... are in my experience actually quite good, but some time ago they franchised out the local dumps/recycling centres to a private firm. The one nearest me is staffed by pikies who run the place like wannabe Nazis and above all, insist that all electrical goods be put in a special pile round the back of one of the skips. Fair enough, I thought initially, this must be some sort of eco-friendly directive. Not a bit of it - basically they take (and presumably sell) anything that looks remotely serviceable when they think nobody's looking.
A couple of years ago my CD player developed an annoying habit of skipping, and it was uneconomical to have it repaired. So I took it up the dump and made a great point of asking where I was supposed to leave it. I could see their eyes light up when they saw the CD player, and just before putting it with the rest of the electrical goods I pretended to trip and dropped the player to the ground. The insides smashed with a satisfying crunch.
I have since done this with an old Amstrad computer, a monitor screen and a TV. Childish but fun.
( , Tue 31 Jul 2007, 18:13, Reply)
... are in my experience actually quite good, but some time ago they franchised out the local dumps/recycling centres to a private firm. The one nearest me is staffed by pikies who run the place like wannabe Nazis and above all, insist that all electrical goods be put in a special pile round the back of one of the skips. Fair enough, I thought initially, this must be some sort of eco-friendly directive. Not a bit of it - basically they take (and presumably sell) anything that looks remotely serviceable when they think nobody's looking.
A couple of years ago my CD player developed an annoying habit of skipping, and it was uneconomical to have it repaired. So I took it up the dump and made a great point of asking where I was supposed to leave it. I could see their eyes light up when they saw the CD player, and just before putting it with the rest of the electrical goods I pretended to trip and dropped the player to the ground. The insides smashed with a satisfying crunch.
I have since done this with an old Amstrad computer, a monitor screen and a TV. Childish but fun.
( , Tue 31 Jul 2007, 18:13, Reply)
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