tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post7482499833374146246..comments2009-05-06T19:53:05.422+01:00Radgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08120550799595771510noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-66570133072808977432009-05-06T19:53:00.000+01:002009-05-06T19:53:00.000+01:00Coco - Another groan for good measure.Radgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08120550799595771510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-47541037384500017112009-05-05T17:18:00.000+01:002009-05-05T17:18:00.000+01:00I was working on in spa and a lady rang up to say that her bag had been stolen along with her €100 voucher. I took the voucher number and stuck it on the till. No less than five minutes later, a young wan rang asking if she could make an appointment with a voucher. I took her name, telephone number, asked to confirm the voucher number and then calmly told her that I would be passing her details onto the gardai. Then, feeling incredibly pleased with my sleuthiness, I rang the good auld boys down in Pearse St. "Mneh" was all I got.Coconoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-89309584829957632902009-05-05T11:48:00.000+01:002009-05-05T11:48:00.000+01:00Red - I like it too. I didn't even read it as a typo. Happily, the incident described took place about two years ago. Not recent.Radgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08120550799595771510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-4300283347939364332009-05-05T11:46:00.000+01:002009-05-05T11:46:00.000+01:00'transpora' was an accident, but for some reason I kind of like it.Red Leeroyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01161472849868127888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-71539349853136767092009-05-05T11:45:00.000+01:002009-05-05T11:45:00.000+01:00that is insane, hell in a handbasket comes to mind. Radge, I think it is time you got yourself some motorised transpora, all these cab rides are slowly killing you.Red Leeroyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01161472849868127888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-75805824462468346292009-05-04T22:17:00.000+01:002009-05-04T22:17:00.000+01:00Ugh...<br /><br />That's even more depressing than my story.Radgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08120550799595771510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-26270985824627673842009-05-04T21:46:00.000+01:002009-05-04T21:46:00.000+01:00My neighbour saw some junkie dipping in someone's handbag in Stephens Green (apostrophe? meh) a few months ago, told a nearby Guard he'd seen it and offered to testify etc. and was told to go on his way, "there was nothing could be done."<br /><br />It's a fucking grand little country this.Terence McDangerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17583127956432566540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-91456329616912336682009-05-04T15:29:00.000+01:002009-05-04T15:29:00.000+01:00Amazing in a bad way.<br /><br />As a former state police radio dispatcher, I can assure you we took every call like that seriously. So seriously in fact I use to wonder if my troopers were in a contest on Saturday nights to see who could lock up the most intoxicated.<br /><br />Only one "alcohol incident" stands out: one of my most "macho" officers caught a very intoxicated Chippendale's dancer. {If you're not sure, that's a male stripper}. Mr. Rippling Muscles Officer was most aghast when Stripper Boy made a pass at him. :)hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03306622656461205674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-62703344215832630142009-05-04T14:12:00.000+01:002009-05-04T14:12:00.000+01:00jesus<br /><br />that is all I can say<br /><br />whilst shaking my head in disbeliefAnniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06793047799910670620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-411936569536460552009-05-04T14:02:00.000+01:002009-05-04T14:02:00.000+01:00I've honestly wondered how much money I could make between 1 and 4 am on the streets of Dublin form people who just want to get home.Maxi Canehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13352519182605191234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-90725191852768353282009-05-04T12:55:00.000+01:002009-05-04T12:55:00.000+01:00Jim McDaid TD (TD in this case = terrible drunk driver?): he got elected again by the Donegal people after driving down a motorway in the wrong lane pissed out of his brains. No wonder the Garda wasn't motivated. No further comment.adogwoofhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08062071141413297986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-49026112324296454032009-05-04T11:36:00.000+01:002009-05-04T11:36:00.000+01:00You should've asked Bogger Boy for his Garda badge number, that gets them going. They start to take you seriously fairly sharpish. Plus as far as I know he's obliged to tell you.NaRocRochttp://narocroc.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-14459766128719864192009-05-04T11:01:00.000+01:002009-05-04T11:01:00.000+01:00AchyKate - Could you see his ID through the sheet of red? Before the passing out and the nee-naws? Before the drips and the stitches and the restorative facial surgeries and the morphine?<br /><br />Because I'd complain.Radgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08120550799595771510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-91234418899195220932009-05-04T06:44:00.000+01:002009-05-04T06:44:00.000+01:00Scary. Last week I got picked up by a cab to go to the airport, he was late as had gone to wrong address. He got out, and looked eighty in the shade. I thought, 'He looks eighty in the shade.' I got in the cab, he pulled out....straight into a truck travelling at 50 kilometres an hour. <br /><br />First thing I thought was, 'I thoughts cabs aren't supposed to crash!' Which was swiftly followed up with, 'Feck my head hurts.'laughykatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14384594781439897282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-14272265559320921392009-05-04T00:52:00.000+01:002009-05-04T00:52:00.000+01:00Meadow - Clink. <br /><br />Susan - I couldn't believe the lacksadaisical responseRadgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08120550799595771510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-35995729352050064552009-05-04T00:32:00.000+01:002009-05-04T00:32:00.000+01:00It's soooo true. Very sad, and so true. Nobody wants to get involved over anything, even the people who should be getting involved.<br /><br />The "taxi" driver maybe woke up in the morning with pockets full of cash and thought WTF? ...hoping it didn't earn it the hard way this time.Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10385202649291774852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939593.post-19592011372159963642009-05-04T00:22:00.000+01:002009-05-04T00:22:00.000+01:00Ah, here. I need a whiskey just after reading that.<br /><br />But I did have to laugh.Meadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04388003660155091889noreply@blogger.com