Perhaps...
...although, all I'm trying to do is live my life without interference from all these fuckers that generally want money.

I don't see how my employer giving me a contract with the wrong date of payment in was my fault (and that ended up withe me suing banks), or how the DVLA lost my motorcycle entitlement, or them not sending the updated V5 form for my new car etc... was my fault in any way.

I mean, Christ, even the bloody council were trying to charge me council tax for two properties at the same time, despite me having obviously moved from one place to the other. That took 9 letters, a graph and my MP to sort out. I told them of my impending move before I left the last place. I'm not sure what else a person is supposed to do.

I honestly wish they'd all just fuck off and let me get on with it - every bloody week some cnut and his mate is poking his nose into my business. Maybe it's just the way England is, but I've fucking had enough of it.

Perhaps it's my name.
(dchurch bah, Fri 18 Jun 2010, 14:56, Reply)