IB50 – Big Brother Bombast or Bureaucratic Bullshit?

This is a copy of a post I formerly published on another of my websites, some considerable time ago.
It demonstrates quite clearly the offhand and demeaning treatment to anyone in the UK who is on the ‘radar’ of the UK’s so-called Benefit system.
It also demonstrates the patently obvious poor quality of employees who ‘manned’ the telephones purporting to give ‘help’ and ‘assistance’ to the general public.

The poor individual I spoke to, had no idea that I was recording our conversation, but having had to put up with stupidity and ignorance before with these folks, I was determined to capture exactly, what was said between us. He was also unaware of what lay in wait for him, as I have to admit here, that I knew exactly what I wanted to ask, having ascertained what I was entitled to.
My ‘interviewing’ technique may seem a little cruel to others, but in all honesty, I actually enjoyed his all-too-apparent discomfort, naughty of me I know. In retrospect, here was an individual who should never have been placed into a public-facing role.

BBBombast

Zay are so stupid!

“Desculpe?” I said.

He looked closer at me “English? Dutch?”

I was tempted to reply “Geordie”, given this is the second occasion I’ve been mistaken for Dutch by an English speaking non-Portuguese.

“English” I replied. “What is the problem?”

“Vot is the problem? They renovate the fountain and now I cannot stand my bottles to be filled vithout them tippling over!”

He demonstrated and repeated his complaint with even more vehemence. ” Zay are so very, very stupid!”

He had already filled ten or so, large bottles, and was busy filling the next ten. That his conspicuous consumption indicated filling a catering need, rather than a domestic one was obvious. His arrogant disdain of the people of the country within which he’d chosen to live was breathtaking. That a simple square of wood was missing from his ‘filling kit’ was clearly beyond his comprehension or imagination.

I felt very much like laughing, but stopped myself just in time, and just savoured the moment. Two reasons mainly. One, I simply enjoyed the moment of seeing someone who had his head so far up his own arse, his brains had turned to shit, and secondly, I didn’t want to continue where Wellington left off, and start Peninsular War II.

Zay are so Stupid!

Zay are so very stupid!