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I keep getting called out to the same fuckin' place when im 'on call' with work!

The thick cunts keep smoking under the smoke detector then wander why the goddamn alarms keep going off!?!?

So, as im on call at the moment, and because everyone knows its just a cock up and nothing serious when their call comes through I get sent out at all hours.
Thusly, last night I had drive like a twat down the motorway at 12:45 and sort this shit out again for the 3rd time in 3 days! Well, I didnt have to drive like a twat, I chose to do that bit.
That late at night, bearly anyone is on the road so I take it upon myself to get the most out of my road tax, by using ALL of the road in the most dramatic way possible.
Its quite theoriputic.
Listening to Bjork, neon lights flashing by, picking up things you wouldnt usually notice in the daylight.
Giving you tunnel vision, blurring at the edges...



Its hypnotic


... ...


Anyway.

I pulled up and got out the car, instantly loosing what little calmness I had accumilated on the drive there. Looking rather unprofessional; replacing my uniform were black jeans, a 20+ year old Misfits tshirt, army issue boots and a cigarette hanging from my mouth. Having been dragged from my nice warm bed to deal with complete fucktards at 1 in the morning, I was not inclined to make any effort what so ever.

I push my way the croud of retards staring dumbstuck at the eluminated fire alarm panel, like dogs stare at christmas lights.
Not saying a word and ignoring all questions I pulling my hat further down to insure I dont make eye contact with anyone.

I turn the key and press one button and the alarm stops.

Press two more buttons and it resets.

Light another cigarette and begin to walk out...

"Oi! Why the hell does this fuckin' thing keep going off!?"

"Because you keep smoking under the fuckin' detector!...Moron.
Dont call me again!"

*slam car door and drive off*



Ild like to think im the 'Bill Hicks' of my particular field of work.

I

Hate

Everyone.




Grrrrrr