Oh my brothers, I am crushed. Really ground down. Just like the fag butt I threw down on the ground and got fined £50 for!
Am suffering from Post Fine Stress. Two community Police officers, one showing the other what to do, keeping me there on the street while they radioed in my address from my library card! (For Frack's sake!). I mean it had my photo on there, and everything.
They said they'd write on the fine that I had a lot on my mind, that being the reason for my serious crime. I suggested they actually put that there were no fag stubbers and those metal things on bins, THAT could be the reason really, couldn't it?!
(Or that they could actually do something important!)
Think I'm suffering from Police brutality. Gonna phone that European Court of Human Rights, or whatever they're called. Are they on Facebook? Does anyone know?
Fifty-seven pounds I had earned the week before in that shop. On the Friday that same fifty pounds went to the Council. Leaving me with seven quid. That went on a packet of fags!
Despite my ordeal, have forced myself to go to Starbucks and the off-licence. Theraputic, really.
5 comments:
Have they got nothing better to do with their time !!!!!
Wouldn't it have been better to employ proper policemen instead of these ridiculous pretend ones and actual catch real criminals - or is that to easy....
xxxxx
Oh the fuckers, forgive my french. They've really nothing bloody better do with their time do they, like catch proper flipping criminals (I might be on the 'domestic extremist website' my friend told me last week from my experience of being kettled as I walked home from an nhs protest).
Oh it makes me so cross. I'm really sorry I stopped Nico Teen because Nico Teen was great but I'll still stand with you in solidarity at the court of human rights (possibly with a bottle in a brown paper bag). It's a bloody joke. Oh I wish it was. You tell it well, superstar writer! xxx
Litter lout!
I hate those pretend policemen! There's one who always lurks outside the girls' school and criticises my parking, blimmin cheek. All right, my parking is awful, but I don't need someone in a flak jacket and nylon jumper to tell me that ...
Oooo, Jen - you've gone for a new look in my absence. Missed ya!
Julie x
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