our boys in the sanitation department

Back when I aggravated myself by being subbed to the town mailing list, I once or twice posted about town employees in the DPW clocking in, then driving their town trucks to hiding spots, and sleeping, reading the paper, and/or drinking coffee for the first hour or two of their taxpayer-funded shift.

I got a bunch of class-guilt leftist craziness back: How dare I assume that they are on the clock?

(Because, yeah, I think the town would let me just check out a dump truck to take a nap in on my free time, if I asked politely).

Anyway, having walked past the same shenanigans again two days out of two, I wonder if I should have approached it a different way.

“Their engines are idling – “

“Carbon criminals! Flay them alive! Boil them in acid, break their bones…”

2 Responses to “our boys in the sanitation department”

  1. HTRN Says:

    Your first mistake is assuming that they’re rational.

  2. Lee Says:

    Step 1: personal LIVE panopticon
    Step 2: walk up to the truck and ask nicely if the driver is on the clock
    Step 3: profit