Dribs’n'Drabs

This information is weeks old, but I had written it down for a blog post, and can’t throw out the scrap of paper until I’ve done so.

Firstly, I saw the last five minutes of an episode of COPS had to write down the closing line. A sting operation was being conducted and involved three police cars stationed at various street corners and anywhere up to 20 police. The sting? A relatively desirable bicycle had been leaned, unchained, against a wall in a well lit, but relatively quiet, city street. I saw three men in succession taken in by the sting operation, with police cars converging from all directions on the dangerous criminals as they rode the bike away. Now I know police feel the need to say something profound because they’re on television, but profound this is not.

Another bike thief off the streets.

That’s right. 20 policemen, three cars, all night in the inner city – getting murderers, rapists, drink drivers or drug dealers off the streets? No, bike thieves. Nice job.

The other thing I had to write down was several words misspelled by a banker who talked me into a five-minute questionnaire. Is it pedantic and picky? Yes, but I ended up answering questions for ten minutes, so I think we’re even. Apparently I was interesed in lokking at ways of saving money. It was also noted that I funish studying in 18 months. I was thinking, the recent media beat-up about atrocious education standards may well be true. Students may fail reading and spelling tests that their parents or grandparents used to be required to take, but you know what? On the extensive evidence I have just presented, I’m guessing our parents and grandparents failed those tests too. And no, I won’t accept ‘typo’ as a valid defence.