Billy the Fish
Technocrat
Are the scum of the earth. Up until yesterday I've never understood why people hate them so much. In the past I've had my share of tickets but always when I've been parked on yellow lines, annoying but fair enough.
Yesterday I had to go to a job in central London, and the only parking was on the metered spaces in the street outside. When I parked I realised that I only had a fiver, so I collared a passing traffic warden to tell him my situation and that I was going to get change, fine he said, you can park for 5 minutes without a ticket.
I asked him if there was anywhere nearby where I could get change and he didn't know but pointed me in one direction saying there was nothing the other way.
Off I went, and came back what was probably 5.5 - 6 minutes later to find a different one giving me a ticket.
I showed him my money and said that I had spoken to his colleague and told him that I had gone to get change, and he just said that he had already given me the ticket and couldn't do anything about it.
At this point I was so angry that I had both fists clenched, I think he thought I was going to hit him and tried to give me his camera. The only thing that stopped me doing it was the fact that he had my number plate and we were on a busy street, a £50 fine is better than getting arrested and sacked I suppose. In the end after a few minutes of arguing, he said he'd put a note on the ticket that he'd seen me return with change, so I now have to try and get it rescinded, but I don't hold much hope.
The final kick in the teeth came when I left the job and drove up the road in the direction the original warden had told me there were no shops, and saw a large newsagents/convienience store about 50 meters away from where we were standing.
Next time I read in the paper that someone's wrapped a brick round a traffic wardens head they will have no sympathy from me.
Yesterday I had to go to a job in central London, and the only parking was on the metered spaces in the street outside. When I parked I realised that I only had a fiver, so I collared a passing traffic warden to tell him my situation and that I was going to get change, fine he said, you can park for 5 minutes without a ticket.
I asked him if there was anywhere nearby where I could get change and he didn't know but pointed me in one direction saying there was nothing the other way.
Off I went, and came back what was probably 5.5 - 6 minutes later to find a different one giving me a ticket.
I showed him my money and said that I had spoken to his colleague and told him that I had gone to get change, and he just said that he had already given me the ticket and couldn't do anything about it.
At this point I was so angry that I had both fists clenched, I think he thought I was going to hit him and tried to give me his camera. The only thing that stopped me doing it was the fact that he had my number plate and we were on a busy street, a £50 fine is better than getting arrested and sacked I suppose. In the end after a few minutes of arguing, he said he'd put a note on the ticket that he'd seen me return with change, so I now have to try and get it rescinded, but I don't hold much hope.
The final kick in the teeth came when I left the job and drove up the road in the direction the original warden had told me there were no shops, and saw a large newsagents/convienience store about 50 meters away from where we were standing.
Next time I read in the paper that someone's wrapped a brick round a traffic wardens head they will have no sympathy from me.