I had a job training the Met police
I kind of expected all the coppers to be conservative wowserish types I wouldn't have much in common with. Cunts, in other words. I also expected it to be one of those hardworking office situations. It was all very suits and strong handshakes and "commitment to uphold our values" at the interview. What I didn't realise is that the coppers they'd drafted in to run our shiny learning department had basically hit the jackpot, and they knew it.

Some up until then had been walking their beat for years. Doing unsocial night shifts, dealing with crack heads and whores and domestic violence, and none with any nice TV story closures. The main reason most cops stay in their job, I soon learned, was for the generous pension if they could stick it out. Suddenly they could work normal dayshifts like normal people, and spend their days doing fun stuff like advising film crews and designing hostage situation simulators. They were always cheerful, liked a beer, and because they were all experienced coppers, had great anecdotes to tell. And they had absolutely no experience in managing me or the other overpaid contractors sucking on the government teat for all we we could, and I think they didn't particularly care either. Consequently, we took to having three hour lunches and it was a rare day I made it to work before 10am. I got fired after two years when finally some sort of sanity prevailed, but man it was a fun job while it lasted.
( cumquat may will not be commenting further on the allegations, Tue 13 May 2014, 14:00, 1 reply)

Splendid milking of the public sector here.

( .Yeti. El amor en los tiempos del cólera, Tue 13 May 2014, 14:18, closed)

what can I say, it's what I do best

( cumquat may will not be commenting further on the allegations, Tue 13 May 2014, 22:32, closed)