Martin Dust
Techno Zen Master
Insurance company people with their voice scanner software.
You mean like a lie / stress detection thing?
For some reason I hadn't imagined that that sort of thing was in widespread usage.
Yeah, they use it all the time - I did some work with the guy who came up with the software for the Police, you can tell when they have it on cos they keep going over the same thing again and again hoping to catch people out.
I'd have thought that would be a fairly standard police interrogation technique, special voice software or no.
the art of investment, the art of creativity...
Obsession is the Ultimate Weapon
Pfft..."Obsession is the Ultimate Weapon" reminds me of a film that came out a couple of years ago with the strapline "In war, the greatest weapon is seduction". Um, actually I think you'll find BIG FUCK-OFF BOMBS are the greatest weapon in war, followed by BIG FUCK-OFF GUNS. 'Seduction' would be quite far down my list, to be honest.
when people act as a committee bad bad things happen.
3) Getting clamped for parking outside my own flat.
Had you forgotten your little permit thingy, or run out of them?
Parking enforcement is a total racket, it's all contracted out to private firms and the wardens often have quotas they have to fill.
Exact same thing happened to me ages ago. Cunts."I picked up the car the day before and was about to pack it before going on holiday. So no permit as I don't really own a car.
£120."
I read about one of those professional retired gangster types (Dave Courtney?) saying that once he decided to go into business selling wheel clamps which he acquired by leaving old bangers in places where they were bound to get clamped and then steeling the clamps when they appeared. Poetic justice I guess."On holiday I read "Foxy T" by Tony White which features a violent encounter betweeen some yoots and some car clampers who have clamped someone for parking outside their own flat..."
I read about one of those professional retired gangster types (Dave Courtney?) saying that once he decided to go into business selling wheel clamps which he acquired by leaving old bangers in places where they were bound to get clamped and then steeling the clamps when they appeared. Poetic justice I guess.