Is there anything worse than being financially raped by clampers? It stings way more than a parking ticket cos most times you get a parking ticket you deserve it. Clampers lurk in the shadows to catch you out in benign, non-yellow lined areas known as 'car parks'... places you think you are allowed to park without concern. Like the one out the back of my girlfriends house in the Big Smoke. You need a permit to park there and I have one. It lives on the dashboard. Only problem is my foil sunvisor thing had slowly but surely slipped down millimetre by millimetre over the course of four days and obscured the thing. £140 extortionate quid later my car is sitting in the exact same place with the exact same permit now visible without resorting to crazy ideas like looking in the SIDE window.
Thing that really pisses me off is whichever muppet inspects the cars there would have inspected my car a hundred times and seen the permit. It's always in the same spot out the back of the house and it ain't exactly a busy parking area. Fecking jobsworth. I made the sign especially, inspired by Peter Serafinowicz's safety signs on Twitter. Have a go, make your own,its fun. Check his out on Twitpic.
The expression 'See You Next Tuesday' is I think the term you need for these scum.
Posted by: Dave | 22/06/2009 at 03:26 PM