Petty Officials
Bob de Bilde says: A traffic warden threatened to call the police and have me arrested because "It's illegal to take photos in the street. You might be a paedophile". I was taking a picture of a funny street sign, over which I had no plans to masturbate. Tell us about petty officials talking bollocks.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2014, 15:05)
Bob de Bilde says: A traffic warden threatened to call the police and have me arrested because "It's illegal to take photos in the street. You might be a paedophile". I was taking a picture of a funny street sign, over which I had no plans to masturbate. Tell us about petty officials talking bollocks.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2014, 15:05)
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Chili Dogs
Not so much a petty official, but jobs-worthyness taken to a new level:
At uni, I wandered past a hot dog vending stand between classes and suddenly decided I wanted one of those tubes of nameless meat in a piece of bread. I approach the stand, manned by a person who I think may have just peaked in their career path.
Me: I'll take a hotdog please.
Mouthbreather: We're selling chili-dogs.
Me: Can I get one without the chili then please, I just want a hot dog.
MB: No - we're selling chili-dogs, you have to have the chili.
Me: but I don't want the chili.
(repeat several times to the astonishment of those around and the small crowd forming to watch)
Me: Ok - fine, I'll take one.
MB: *pulls hotdog from pot, puts in bun, spoons on chili, hands to me*
Me: *takes hotdog, slowly, carefully and completely, scrapes chili off hotdog onto stand*
MB: *Stares blankly at pile of chili*
Me: "Thanks! Have a nice day!" and I walk off happily chewing my chili-free hot dog.
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( , Thu 27 Mar 2014, 18:15, 8 replies)
Not so much a petty official, but jobs-worthyness taken to a new level:
At uni, I wandered past a hot dog vending stand between classes and suddenly decided I wanted one of those tubes of nameless meat in a piece of bread. I approach the stand, manned by a person who I think may have just peaked in their career path.
Me: I'll take a hotdog please.
Mouthbreather: We're selling chili-dogs.
Me: Can I get one without the chili then please, I just want a hot dog.
MB: No - we're selling chili-dogs, you have to have the chili.
Me: but I don't want the chili.
(repeat several times to the astonishment of those around and the small crowd forming to watch)
Me: Ok - fine, I'll take one.
MB: *pulls hotdog from pot, puts in bun, spoons on chili, hands to me*
Me: *takes hotdog, slowly, carefully and completely, scrapes chili off hotdog onto stand*
MB: *Stares blankly at pile of chili*
Me: "Thanks! Have a nice day!" and I walk off happily chewing my chili-free hot dog.
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( , Thu 27 Mar 2014, 18:15, 8 replies)
^You're an angry, antagonistic man.
However, you're also quite correct in this case. I just felt the need to comment.
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However, you're also quite correct in this case. I just felt the need to comment.
( , Thu 27 Mar 2014, 18:54, closed)
the same sort of drooling autism who scrapes his food onto the table like a three year old
presumably
( , Thu 27 Mar 2014, 18:59, closed)
presumably
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