Saturday 31 March 2007

Our cops are rubbish

This is the scene next to our local cop shop - it's a tip. I can't get over the fact that people are cheeky enough to walk past the front door of Mr Plod and then throw rubbish down the side of the police station. Shows you how much respect the locals have for the short arm of the law, and how much the cops care about presenting a good image to the public.

This reinforces my perception that there is never anyone there, or the useless bludgers are sitting inside all shift scoffing tea and biscuits. The Five Dock shops are just around the corner, and any cop walking to the shops to buy a cream bun or a coffee has to walk past this mess, but either they aren't paying attention, or they don't give a bugger.


And it's not like this mess is a long way from their roost. It is about 20 feet from their front door.
Good to see that all our taxes are being poured into expanding the Force with a bunch of couldn't-give-a-rats-arse types.

It also shows how often the local area commander visits. If I was the boss and I walked in and saw that mess, there would be blood on the floor and probationary constables out the front with a plastic bag picking up rubbish quick smart. The Sgt in charge would have a size 9 boot mark on his arse too.

I bet the excuse though is, "But we've got all this paperwork to get through and anyway, it's somebody else's problems".

Ah yes, nothing like an SEP to make it all go away.

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