Amusing Parking Attendant Discussion
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You'd have looked much cooler if you'd said this;
"Oh don't worry about not giving me a ticket. After all, it's not like I can't afford it, eh?"
>smarmy nod at Porsche<
"here; this ought to take care of it. Keep the change...it won't fit in my linen trousers anyway, ha!"
>lobs wad of notes<
>drives off<
She'd have probably sucked you off.
"Oh don't worry about not giving me a ticket. After all, it's not like I can't afford it, eh?"
>smarmy nod at Porsche<
"here; this ought to take care of it. Keep the change...it won't fit in my linen trousers anyway, ha!"
>lobs wad of notes<
>drives off<
She'd have probably sucked you off.
RtdRacer said:
As an aside, I flirted with the idea of changing the car model from Porsche to something else, or even miss out the last 2 paragraphs, purely to avoid the 'german car mention' accusations, but I thought I'd be honest and trust the readers on this forum to 'do the right thing'. Ho hum.
BS. 'I backed up the car all the way round' just to get my blah, blah, blah, blah, snore. Makes no difference if it was a Porsche or a Laguna, you're a bit of a cockend. It's not a funny story, its dull. It's a minor thing in life, it's less interesting than Celebrity Big Brother FFS.I'm about to get the 0647 to London, I'll let you know if I manage to get a seat before the fat bird and how I gloated when I did.
Edited by Drek on Friday 17th August 09:57
I recently parked my PORSCHE (lynch me now!) Cayenne in a pram/ baby section at the supermarket. Just closing the boot after loading it with the shopping and this lady stopped next to to me and said "it's inconsiderate people like you who make it so difficult for the rest of us. You should be ashamed". I'm sorry? "This is a (shouting slowly) B-A-Y-B-E-E-E section. You can't just park here because you have a flash car. People like you make me sick."
I calmly opened the rear door and asked "what do you think that is then", pointing at my 18 month old daughter.
Her response - "yeah, well your car's too big and you shouldn't be allowed to park in there with it", and drove away (in an old car which was about the same size).
I calmly opened the rear door and asked "what do you think that is then", pointing at my 18 month old daughter.
Her response - "yeah, well your car's too big and you shouldn't be allowed to park in there with it", and drove away (in an old car which was about the same size).
said:
I recently parked my PORSCHE (lynch me now!) Cayenne in a pram/ baby section at the supermarket. Just closing the boot after loading it with the shopping and this lady stopped next to to me and said "it's inconsiderate people like you who make it so difficult for the rest of us. You should be ashamed". I'm sorry? "This is a (shouting slowly) B-A-Y-B-E-E-E section. You can't just park here because you have a flash car. People like you make me sick."
I calmly opened the rear door and asked "what do you think that is then", pointing at my 18 month old daughter.
Her response - "yeah, well your car's too big and you shouldn't be allowed to park in there with it", and drove away (in an old car which was about the same size).
For christ's sake don't post this on PH, you'll get every one coming out of the woodwork to tell you what a tosser you are with extreme prejudice. :-) I calmly opened the rear door and asked "what do you think that is then", pointing at my 18 month old daughter.
Her response - "yeah, well your car's too big and you shouldn't be allowed to park in there with it", and drove away (in an old car which was about the same size).
RtdRacer said:
Drek said:
Wow, nothing like being gracious in a minor victory. Of course, the parking Nazi isn't going to look out for your car now, is he?
But you had to be there - the palpable sense of glee at being able to stick one to that 'total wker in a 911 parked in a disabled spot' was awesome!fulham911club said:
RtdRacer said:
Drek said:
Wow, nothing like being gracious in a minor victory. Of course, the parking Nazi isn't going to look out for your car now, is he?
But you had to be there - the palpable sense of glee at being able to stick one to that 'total wker in a 911 parked in a disabled spot' was awesome!You'll never guess what happened to me at the station? Well! So there I was at the gate when I realised they were open and had no reason to shove my taxpayer funded season ticket through the machine in order to let me onto the platform. I sauntered through, safe in the knowledge that I had a valid ticket in my pocket and could proceed unmolested to catch the 0647 to London. As I walked down the platform I became aware of a minion in a blue uniform calling after me; 'Sir, sir, you didn't swipe your ticket through, I'll have to check it.'
'Ah, I said triumphantly, but the gates were open and I was unable to swipe my ticket therefore I'm right!.'
'I know sir but you still need to have your ticket checked.'
'But there was no SW Trains minion at the gate to check my ticket therefore I am right. And smug.'
'I'm sorry sir, I still need to check your ticket please and I'll check the gates to make sure they're working properly.'
Begrudgingly, I handed my taxpayer funded season ticket over but man, was I happy that I'd got one over on this tinpot gate jockey. I stuck one to the man, yeah.
However, as I walked off back down the platform, a thought struck me: It's because of the cut of my suit and the colour of my tie why he picked on me, wasn't it? So I ran back down the platform got right in his grid square and said to him 'I'll bet you wouldn't have pulled me up if I'd been wearing jeans and a Primark t-shirt would you?' I confess that I had spittle in the sides of my mouth and a little bit of wee came out but I couldn't let him get away with it, could I?
I won, I won!
Sadly the fat bird got on a different carriage but I'll get her next time.
ETA
Don't evade the swear filter it's there for a reason.
'Ah, I said triumphantly, but the gates were open and I was unable to swipe my ticket therefore I'm right!.'
'I know sir but you still need to have your ticket checked.'
'But there was no SW Trains minion at the gate to check my ticket therefore I am right. And smug.'
'I'm sorry sir, I still need to check your ticket please and I'll check the gates to make sure they're working properly.'
Begrudgingly, I handed my taxpayer funded season ticket over but man, was I happy that I'd got one over on this tinpot gate jockey. I stuck one to the man, yeah.
However, as I walked off back down the platform, a thought struck me: It's because of the cut of my suit and the colour of my tie why he picked on me, wasn't it? So I ran back down the platform got right in his grid square and said to him 'I'll bet you wouldn't have pulled me up if I'd been wearing jeans and a Primark t-shirt would you?' I confess that I had spittle in the sides of my mouth and a little bit of wee came out but I couldn't let him get away with it, could I?
I won, I won!
Sadly the fat bird got on a different carriage but I'll get her next time.
ETA
Don't evade the swear filter it's there for a reason.
Edited by Big Al. on Friday 17th August 13:22
Drek said:
You'll never guess what happened to me at the station? Well! So there I was at the gate when I realised they were open and had no reason to shove my taxpayer funded season ticket through the machine in order to let me onto the platform. I sauntered through, safe in the knowledge that I had a valid ticket in my pocket and could proceed unmolested to catch the 0647 to London. As I walked down the platform I became aware of a minion in a blue uniform calling after me; 'Sir, sir, you didn't swipe your ticket through, I'll have to check it.'
'Ah, I said triumphantly, but the gates were open and I was unable to swipe my ticket therefore I'm right!.'
'I know sir but you still need to have your ticket checked.'
'But there was no SW Trains minion at the gate to check my ticket therefore I am right. And smug.'
'I'm sorry sir, I still need to check your ticket please and I'll check the gates to make sure they're working properly.'
Begrudgingly, I handed my taxpayer funded season ticket over but man, was I happy that I'd got one over on this tinpot gate jockey. I stuck one to the man, yeah.
However, as I walked off back down the platform, a thought struck me: It's because of the cut of my suit and the colour of my tie why he picked on me, wasn't it? So I ran back down the platform got right in his grid square and said to him 'I'll bet you wouldn't have pulled me up if I'd been wearing jeans and a Primark t-shirt would you?' I confess that I had spittle in the sides of my mouth and a little bit of wee came out but I couldn't let him get away with it, could I?
I won, I won!
Sadly the fat bird got on a different carriage but I'll get her next time.
'Ah, I said triumphantly, but the gates were open and I was unable to swipe my ticket therefore I'm right!.'
'I know sir but you still need to have your ticket checked.'
'But there was no SW Trains minion at the gate to check my ticket therefore I am right. And smug.'
'I'm sorry sir, I still need to check your ticket please and I'll check the gates to make sure they're working properly.'
Begrudgingly, I handed my taxpayer funded season ticket over but man, was I happy that I'd got one over on this tinpot gate jockey. I stuck one to the man, yeah.
However, as I walked off back down the platform, a thought struck me: It's because of the cut of my suit and the colour of my tie why he picked on me, wasn't it? So I ran back down the platform got right in his grid square and said to him 'I'll bet you wouldn't have pulled me up if I'd been wearing jeans and a Primark t-shirt would you?' I confess that I had spittle in the sides of my mouth and a little bit of wee came out but I couldn't let him get away with it, could I?
I won, I won!
Sadly the fat bird got on a different carriage but I'll get her next time.
Drek said:
You'll never guess what happened to me at the station? Well! So there I was at the gate when I realised they were open and had no reason to shove my taxpayer funded season ticket through the machine in order to let me onto the platform. I sauntered through, safe in the knowledge that I had a valid ticket in my pocket and could proceed unmolested to catch the 0647 to London. As I walked down the platform I became aware of a minion in a blue uniform calling after me; 'Sir, sir, you didn't swipe your ticket through, I'll have to check it.'
'Ah, I said triumphantly, but the gates were open and I was unable to swipe my ticket therefore I'm right!.'
'I know sir but you still need to have your ticket checked.'
'But there was no SW Trains minion at the gate to check my ticket therefore I am right. And smug.'
'I'm sorry sir, I still need to check your ticket please and I'll check the gates to make sure they're working properly.'
Begrudgingly, I handed my taxpayer funded season ticket over but man, was I happy that I'd got one over on this tinpot gate jockey. I stuck one to the man, shit yeah.
However, as I walked off back down the platform, a thought struck me: It's because of the cut of my suit and the colour of my tie why he picked on me, wasn't it? So I ran back down the platform got right in his grid square and said to him 'I'll bet you wouldn't have pulled me up if I'd been wearing jeans and a Primark t-shirt would you?' I confess that I had spittle in the sides of my mouth and a little bit of wee came out but I couldn't let him get away with it, could I?
I won, I fucking won!
Sadly the fat bird got on a different carriage but I'll get her next time.
You didn't throw in the fact you had a BMW in the car park? I am disappoint.'Ah, I said triumphantly, but the gates were open and I was unable to swipe my ticket therefore I'm right!.'
'I know sir but you still need to have your ticket checked.'
'But there was no SW Trains minion at the gate to check my ticket therefore I am right. And smug.'
'I'm sorry sir, I still need to check your ticket please and I'll check the gates to make sure they're working properly.'
Begrudgingly, I handed my taxpayer funded season ticket over but man, was I happy that I'd got one over on this tinpot gate jockey. I stuck one to the man, shit yeah.
However, as I walked off back down the platform, a thought struck me: It's because of the cut of my suit and the colour of my tie why he picked on me, wasn't it? So I ran back down the platform got right in his grid square and said to him 'I'll bet you wouldn't have pulled me up if I'd been wearing jeans and a Primark t-shirt would you?' I confess that I had spittle in the sides of my mouth and a little bit of wee came out but I couldn't let him get away with it, could I?
I won, I fucking won!
Sadly the fat bird got on a different carriage but I'll get her next time.
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