Job Of A lifetime

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TRUE STORY: Outside Bristol Zoo there is a car park where cars and coaches can park. There was also a nice bloke with a hat and ticket machine charging cars £1 and coaches £5. This parking attendant worked there for about 25 years , then one day didn't turn up for work....Ho hum say Bristol Zoo management- Better phone up Bristol City Council and get them to send a new parking attendant......Err no say the Council...That car park is your responsibility...Err no say Bristol Zoo the attendant was employed by you wasn't he....Err NO!!!!

Sitting in his villa=2 0in Spain is a bloke who had been taking the car park takings for Bristol Zoo for the last 25 years...

Comments

Anonymous said…
Ha, Ha, Ha. Hats off to the car park attendant. What a way to make an easy buck.
Sunday 1 March 2009 at 13:41:00 GMT+11
Keshi said…
Vesty besty TC now!

Keshi is off to the Zoo ;-)

Keshi.
Monday 2 March 2009 at 12:19:00 GMT+11
Vest said…
Keshi: I was thinking more like another crash landing in the jungle. Now that really was something to remember.
Monday 2 March 2009 at 21:05:00 GMT+11
Keshi said…
The zoo is way better...we can adopt a couple of baby elephants too :)

Keshi.
Tuesday 3 March 2009 at 09:56:00 GMT+11
Keshi said…
Vesty u said:

**All you people commenting on this blog are now four years older.

in one of my earlier posts. Thats so true...4.5yrs older and some r no longer alive either. In that same post, comment #1 was from Janice...she died 3yrs ago.

So many things can happen in so little time ha!


Keshi.
Tuesday 3 March 2009 at 11:23:00 GMT+11
Keshi said…
Vesty u said:

**All you people commenting on this blog are now four years older.

in one of my earlier posts. Thats so true...4.5yrs older and some r no longer alive either. In that same post, comment #1 was from Janice...she died 3yrs ago.

So many things can happen in so little time ha!


Keshi.
Tuesday 3 March 2009 at 11:23:00 GMT+11
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