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I'm a member of a volunteer organisation that, amongst other other things, assists with community based events by providing support staff who help out with stuff like road closures, traffic diversions etc.
Recently I ran in a fun run where our group was doing road closures along the race route and caught up with a few of the guys afterwards. Heard these gems from one of the boys
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VM (my mate the volunteer)
DH (Dickhead)
VM was manning a barricade blocking a side street that opened directly onto the race route, shortly after the start of the race DH drove up and started yelling
DH: Hey get that shit out of the way I need to get through here
VM: Sorry mate, you'll have to turn around and go back via [street1] and [street2]. This road is closed due to the fun run that is happening this morning
DH: What f**king fun run there's no-one here. Get out of the way.
VM: Fun Run happens this time every year and is well publicised, this road is closed until midday, you will have to go around via [street1] and [street2].
DH: (gets out of car) F**k that I'm going through here. (starts to try and move barricade)
At this point the leading runner reached this part of the course and being the leading runner he was being followed closely by a police motorcycle.
DH left shortly afterward the not so proud recipient of 2 traffic infringement notices for failing to obey traffic directions and failure to move along.
What is wrong with people?
VM was doing road closures for a different run a few years ago when a runner passed out directly in front of him.
(Probably worth mentioning at this point that this particular event has about sixty to seventy thousand people running in it.)
He and the guys with him on the roadblock dash out to grab this unconscious woman and start first aid before she gets trampled by the crowd.
Do the other runners go around them or stop to help? No, they start hurling abuse, swearing and telling them to get out of the way.
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Later at the same race Young Dick Head (YDH) wearing muscle shirt, a couple of chains and hat on backwards drives up to the road block in a hotted up V8
VM: Road's closed mate, you'll have to go back and find another way around.
YDH: This is bullshit man, move out of the f**king way. I need to get through
VM: (points to race route) You see all those people there? You've got probably another two or three hours before they all go past. Go back the way you came, and go around another way.
YDH: This is f**ked, I'm going to f**k you up.
VM: Well you'll still have to go around
YDH swears some more but gets back in car and drives off - back the way he came. About an hour later he's back this time as the passenger in his car with an old guy driving
VM: (to the other guys manning the road block) Oh for f**ks sake he's back and he's brought his Dad to complain too.
Dick Head's Dad (DHD) and YDH get out of the car and walk up to road block. YDH is looking very quiet and subdued.
DHD: (smacks YDH across the back of the head) What did you want to say?
YDH: (quiet voice) that I'm sorry
DHD (smack) Damn straight you're sorry!!! Tell him why you're sorry
YDH: Because its not his fault and he's just doing his job
DHD (smack) That's right! Now get back in the f**king car. (to VM) You're doing a good job mate, keep it up. (gets back in car and drives off)
VM: What just happened??
I'm a member of a volunteer organisation that, amongst other other things, assists with community based events by providing support staff who help out with stuff like road closures, traffic diversions etc.
Recently I ran in a fun run where our group was doing road closures along the race route and caught up with a few of the guys afterwards. Heard these gems from one of the boys
Volunteers 1 Dickheads 0
VM (my mate the volunteer)
DH (Dickhead)
VM was manning a barricade blocking a side street that opened directly onto the race route, shortly after the start of the race DH drove up and started yelling
DH: Hey get that shit out of the way I need to get through here
VM: Sorry mate, you'll have to turn around and go back via [street1] and [street2]. This road is closed due to the fun run that is happening this morning
DH: What f**king fun run there's no-one here. Get out of the way.
VM: Fun Run happens this time every year and is well publicised, this road is closed until midday, you will have to go around via [street1] and [street2].
DH: (gets out of car) F**k that I'm going through here. (starts to try and move barricade)
At this point the leading runner reached this part of the course and being the leading runner he was being followed closely by a police motorcycle.
DH left shortly afterward the not so proud recipient of 2 traffic infringement notices for failing to obey traffic directions and failure to move along.
What is wrong with people?
VM was doing road closures for a different run a few years ago when a runner passed out directly in front of him.
(Probably worth mentioning at this point that this particular event has about sixty to seventy thousand people running in it.)
He and the guys with him on the roadblock dash out to grab this unconscious woman and start first aid before she gets trampled by the crowd.
Do the other runners go around them or stop to help? No, they start hurling abuse, swearing and telling them to get out of the way.
Volunteers 2 Dickheads 0
Later at the same race Young Dick Head (YDH) wearing muscle shirt, a couple of chains and hat on backwards drives up to the road block in a hotted up V8
VM: Road's closed mate, you'll have to go back and find another way around.
YDH: This is bullshit man, move out of the f**king way. I need to get through
VM: (points to race route) You see all those people there? You've got probably another two or three hours before they all go past. Go back the way you came, and go around another way.
YDH: This is f**ked, I'm going to f**k you up.
VM: Well you'll still have to go around
YDH swears some more but gets back in car and drives off - back the way he came. About an hour later he's back this time as the passenger in his car with an old guy driving
VM: (to the other guys manning the road block) Oh for f**ks sake he's back and he's brought his Dad to complain too.
Dick Head's Dad (DHD) and YDH get out of the car and walk up to road block. YDH is looking very quiet and subdued.
DHD: (smacks YDH across the back of the head) What did you want to say?
YDH: (quiet voice) that I'm sorry
DHD (smack) Damn straight you're sorry!!! Tell him why you're sorry
YDH: Because its not his fault and he's just doing his job
DHD (smack) That's right! Now get back in the f**king car. (to VM) You're doing a good job mate, keep it up. (gets back in car and drives off)
VM: What just happened??
What an awesome Dad! 
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