Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity.

Believe me when I say that the following statement is not idle boastfulness or patriotic nonsense: the Hobart City Council’s Salamanca parking inspection crew are the world’s most diligent, efficient, ruthless and bloodthirsty parking inspectors in the world.

Within seconds of someone's parking docket running out of time, you can be guaranteed that one of the boys and girls in [powder] blue will be there ready, willing and able to unpeel one of their little orange stickers, print out the notice of fine, and smile all the while.

My favourite sight is seeing the orgasmic bliss on the face of one of the brave soldiers of justice when they manage to ticket a car already possessing a ticket. I'd expect back flips on that rare occasion when you get the treble.

I'm thinking of distributing little yellow ribbons in honour of them.

Comments

Babzy.B said…

Ah Ah Ah everywhere the same story ;)

20 October 2009 at 18:04

Roddy said…

I do believe that the parking in Hobart has been privatised, thus the more tickets the more money. All the car parks to my knowledge are now private. No heartache for the councils.

20 October 2009 at 19:55

yamini said…

Sounds good, though, I'm sure the offendors will not be as pleased.

21 October 2009 at 18:01

Kris McCracken said…

As a non driver, I admire their verve!

26 October 2009 at 14:38

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