Saturday, 29 November 2008

Funny dream

I may only be a dog but I sometimes have dreams some of them a bit weird and the other I had one that was particularly wacky, it all start because my master was muttering on about the rubbish collection around here, we have to use council issued bags.

The scene; a fictional planning meeting at a fictional Council somewhere in the UK

Goffer; That's the houses sorted but how are we going to handle the rubbish collection for the flats around here?

CJ: They can use bags, in fact I've had an idea, they can use special bags that we would provide which we can have our name printed nicely on the side.

Goffer; Won't that be expensive?

CJ; Thats the beauty of this idea, it means we will demand a higher budget for our department making us more important.

Goffer; What happens if someone doesn't use our bags?

CJ; We don't collect any other bags only our own.

Goffer; People will complain!

CJ; Give Customer services something to do instead of just sitting around all day!

Goffer; What about the Rats?

CJ; What about them? Already said we'll ignore them, oh you mean rodents! That's another departments problem

Goffer; It'll make the streets dirty and the place untidy

CJ; Don't care, don't live here.

Goffer; What will we tell people why we're insisting on our bags?

CJ; Easy, it's so we can keep count, we'll make it two bags per week per flat, follow the logic?

Goffer; Err sort of.

CJ; We can even have rubbish monitors who patrol the street and they can have special bits of paper to put through letter boxes threatening all sorts of things if people don't comply, we could get uniforms for our rubbish monitors, it's the awakening of a new and enlarged department with more budget.....

Uh, what's that? time to wake for a walk, strange dream, I'm sure it's not like that in real life, what would I know I'm just a dog.

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