The Story Of Why Traffic Wardens Are Evil.....

I don't like the traffic wardens who patrol the car park situated behind my workplace.
They are Very Bad People Indeed.
This is partly because they clearly have no morals and seem to enjoy making other people's lives miserable. We get a ticket at least once a month. This is because they know that we are stuck in the bingo hall all day, and from the minute we pull up, they are waiting for us to exceed the allocated five hours. If we go over by just five minutes, we'll have a ticket.
We have to move the car two or three times a day to avoid tickets or the ridiculous parking charges set by the city council. We can't get a bus because by the time we finish work, there are no direct routes to where we live and I, for one, am not willing to risk my life hanging around bus-stops late at night. Sorry about that, but I'm not. We simply can't afford to pay for parking, we don't get paid enough and to be honest, it's not like the government doesn't get enough out of us already with their weird and wonderful taxes.
The traffic wardens know my girlfriend's car. They seem to think of it as a piggy bank on wheels. I firmly believe that none of them would be struck down by lightening if they could be bothered to stick their heads in the back door of the building to ask her to move it if she's been parked in a space a minute too long. They, of course, disagree. This has resulted in numerous arguments, threats, tears and screaming matches- all of which still result in the inevitable ticket stuck on our windscreen.
The bit that makes me REALLY mad is that my girlfriend applied to be a traffic warden several years ago and in the application pack, it was described how these Nazis get a bonus for every car they put a ticket on! She didn't even bother sending it back, she was so disgusted. They are encouraged to hover around car parks like nasty little worker ants, waiting to pounce on YOUR car and make YOUR life miserable. AND they enjoy it AND get paid extra for creating as much collective misery as possible.
Next time you walk past somebody shouting at one of these parking bastards, do what I do.........

......Laugh your head off, they deserve to be made to feel bad about what they do....!