Most summers I work (temporarily) for the town council of a small town in the East of England. We are encouraged to consider all of the denizens of said town as "customers", not as people who happen to live there.
Anyway, this was during the annual town fair, we had closed half of a car park to accomodate buses, people with town fair parking permits and (if needed) an ambulance. I turn up for work in the car park at 7am, there is a large, grey BMW saloon - parked right in the middle of the ambulance bay. The ambulance bay is clearly marked with a sign, reading: "AMBULANCE BAY - NO PARKING". The car also doesn't have a parking permit. The owner of this BMW had to move (and replace) three large plastic traffic cones, a ROAD CLOSED sign and a temporary barrier.
After some research it turns out that the car belongs to the woman who runs the fish stall on the local market. Off I trot into the jaws of death...
Me: me
FSW: Fish Stall Woman
Me: Do you own a grey BMW?
FSW: Yes
Me: Could you move it out of the ambulance bay in the next half an hour please?
FSW: Why should I?
Me: Because it's the ambulance bay, we need it if there is an emergency.
FSW: But there's no ambulance there now.
Me: No there isn't one there at the moment, but if someone gets hurt, that's where we need to put the ambulance.
FSW: I'm not moving my car.
Me: We really need you to move your car madam, we can't accpept responsibility if the vehicle is damaged by an ambulance.
FSW: Why the Hell should I have to park further away from my stall just for the **** Fair?
Me: If you want to park in the closed section all you need to do is apply for a permit from the council.
FSW: I'm not dealing with the F**king council!
Me (now not happy, trying to keep my composure): If you don't move the car madam, we will have to call the police to remove and impound it.
FSW: F**k, you're an arsehole.
FSW storms off, removes car - nearly hitting one of the town fair volunteers in the process.
She saw me later in the following week, and told me what she thought of me. As I wasn't working for the council (the town fair had finished, I'm not needed until the following year) I ignored her.
It was quite cathartic
Anyway, this was during the annual town fair, we had closed half of a car park to accomodate buses, people with town fair parking permits and (if needed) an ambulance. I turn up for work in the car park at 7am, there is a large, grey BMW saloon - parked right in the middle of the ambulance bay. The ambulance bay is clearly marked with a sign, reading: "AMBULANCE BAY - NO PARKING". The car also doesn't have a parking permit. The owner of this BMW had to move (and replace) three large plastic traffic cones, a ROAD CLOSED sign and a temporary barrier.
After some research it turns out that the car belongs to the woman who runs the fish stall on the local market. Off I trot into the jaws of death...
Me: me
FSW: Fish Stall Woman
Me: Do you own a grey BMW?
FSW: Yes
Me: Could you move it out of the ambulance bay in the next half an hour please?
FSW: Why should I?
Me: Because it's the ambulance bay, we need it if there is an emergency.
FSW: But there's no ambulance there now.
Me: No there isn't one there at the moment, but if someone gets hurt, that's where we need to put the ambulance.
FSW: I'm not moving my car.
Me: We really need you to move your car madam, we can't accpept responsibility if the vehicle is damaged by an ambulance.
FSW: Why the Hell should I have to park further away from my stall just for the **** Fair?
Me: If you want to park in the closed section all you need to do is apply for a permit from the council.
FSW: I'm not dealing with the F**king council!
Me (now not happy, trying to keep my composure): If you don't move the car madam, we will have to call the police to remove and impound it.
FSW: F**k, you're an arsehole.
FSW storms off, removes car - nearly hitting one of the town fair volunteers in the process.
She saw me later in the following week, and told me what she thought of me. As I wasn't working for the council (the town fair had finished, I'm not needed until the following year) I ignored her.
It was quite cathartic
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