Saturday, August 12, 2006

Your tax dollars at...

...umm, yeah, what was that word again?

Of course! Work!

Every Saturday, Sunday and holiday during the summer Where The Ghetto Meets The Sea, the city's "Parking Enforcement" department dispatches two cars to this obscure intersection of a dead-end street and a little-known secondary route to the beach....

There they sit, through the daylight hours, talking to each other, reading, talking on cell phones and stopping the handful of beachgoers who might dare to take that route and are not deterred by the barriers they set up.

They keep their cars' engines running all day as well -- have to keep that air conditioning on! -- which, despite some of the cars being hybrids (the Dodge Neon on the left certainly isn't, but the Honda Civic is), does nothing for local air quality.

Damn, I knew I should have gone to "work" for the government!

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

That's not too nice of them! Looks like an easy job to do for a weekend, anyway. *Hugs* from Sunny

MrScribbler said...

May not be nice of them, but it sure is nice for them!

susananne said...

how can i apply??

MrScribbler said...

Susananne...wouldn't dare tell you why you wouldn't qualify for a city job here...

But here's a hint: come over and stay without applying for legal residency, change your name to something like "Lopez," and you'd have a good shot!

gillardia said...

LOL. Yeah, I need a job like that!

Gill

DAL said...

Just the tip of the yfhrus of reasons why Calif is going to disintegrate long before it falls into the sea.

MrScribbler said...

And when it does crumble, dal, we'll have millions of state government employees sitting on their collective lmuzomc waiting for the feds to bail them out....

HarpO'Fly said...

That's classic. How did it ever get to this anyway?

MrScribbler said...

HO'F -- government is no longer about providing service, but about empire-building.