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Today I was
host a local radio station,
RadioCittaFujiko , during transmission
ImpronteDigitali , and Thank you Philip and
Inkiosto , the radio hosts, who invited me!
It's always a pleasure to participate in programs of this type, a little 'chat, a bit' for fun, but above all, to confront!
course for those who read this blog there have been sensational revelations, but it is always important
discuss and interact with other people's hard work on the verifier tickets, you never know maybe tomorrow the inspector finds itself faced with some abuse less and with a few more subscribers. Lately
then, my blog has talked a lot in the sphere of the controllers, and to tell the truth someone is pissed off because he says that I I go around telling the tricks and secrets of the trade. Even some corporate bigwigs
advised me to stay in Okki, but in the end I tell stories
, stories of controllers, abusive and subscribers, tales of ordinary madness, and if someone does not like my stories or annoy, no matter .
Just read another blog, or if not he can do without, let me at least the benefit of the doubt, think I'm making it all up and that mine is only one way as another in order to satisfy that need for self-centeredness that c 'in all of us!
I know, I admit, I sin of stardom, marking pens of the controller with my nickname, because in the end even if at the end of the minutes c'è la matricola aziendale, che la multa te la stia facendo il King lo devi sapere, e non dico esserne onorato, ma almeno sai che non te la sta facendo perchè un sadico come dice qualcuno, ma che se hai culo e se hai
inventato una scusa carina molto probabilmente la tua storia verrà scritta su questo blog!
L'altro giorno i controllori si trovavano a bordo di un autobus, uno qualsiasi, quando un ragazzo sale si siede e un attimo dopo si accorge che i "sadici" erano a bordo.
Inizia a ravanare nelle tasche sotto l'occhio vigile del controllore, che detto fra noi il
tempo di inserire l'eurino glielo stavano dando, non si erano ancora qualificati e detto fra noi si stavano facendo i fatti loro!
Ravana, Ravana, Ravana, but the figure needed to address the matter does not jump out of pockets and that's how a feline gesture at the first stop in the middle of nowhere useful to the young man down!
Now if you're a smart, if you know that the inspectors are in action on that line and the euro for the ticket you do not have it, you should realize that today could be a good day to take two steps on foot.
And the watchmen? They are infamous
you know, are sadistic, controlling the bus as soon as the young man got out, all in order and instead go and enjoy a coffee break
sacrosanct down and wait!
usually expect the abuse that goes before them on foot with his head down, but wait waiting for the abuse does not go!
What was so "smart" to get on next?
Needless to say gentlemen, was there, sitting with his feet on the seat in front, with the air of one who even now is able to fool the auditors!
One thing I will never understand, if the abuse tries to fool the controller hail him as a star and dedicate a group on facebook
, if the controller tries to rub the infamous abuse is a sadist, not understand, and if someone explains it to me makes me a favor!
But back to us ....
controllers could also sit on the ground, that was fine too easy, but the fines are neither easy nor difficult, the penalty is a fine,
be made just !
not tell you the mess that it turned out, according to the abuse, that auditors had seen earlier on the bus that he did not hurry up to buy the ticket could turn a blind eye. So in short, not only had to lower it, as did the first time, but would also avoid the other bus controller on that line for a time to ensure that the abuse reached its destination calmly!
The young man had no documents, but he was holding his
curriculum and it was not difficult, however, have some data for the compilation of the report.
was a person looking for employment and controllers accused in di non capire il suo disagio, ma soprattutto di non capire cosa volesse dire lavorare, dal momento che il lavoro del controllore non era un vero lavoro.
Lo ammetto, dispiace sempre quando ti trovi davanti persone con i più diversi problemi, ma non bisognerebbe mai dimenticare che alla fine la scelta di salire su quell'autobus sapendo che alla fermata successiva sarebbero saliti i controllori l'hai fatta tu, e
lavoro di merda o non di merda, quello senza biglietto sei e sarai sempre tu!
Il controllore...un non lavoro!
Io dico che è un lavoro come tutti gli altri, a volte divertente, a volte pesissimo, ma comunque un lavoro. L'abusivo disoccupato augurava al controllore di trovarsi un giorno anche lui nella situazione not have a job to understand how it feels.
I have never been unemployed, I started working first five years and have always worked.
I did the lift, the night clerk, I worked in the yard, I have installed satellite dishes, computer technician, the dishwasher and the kitchen garbage boy to pay for my summer vacation, the electrician, the chart and have even in a call center for three months, at certain times I was even three jobs per day in the morning in the yard, drive a bus in the afternoon and night waiting for the whores who came back to the hotel, the doorman was not the jelly!
Now the controller can also be a
infamous because it has fined the unemployed and his può anche essere un non-lavoro, ma l'omarino vestito di blu che sta la davanti con un volante in mano, i garagisti che stanno nei depositi e tutto il personale che serve per muovere il sedere del disoccupato da una parte all'altra della città, loro stanno lavorando, e se non fanno quel lavoro anche loro domani potrebbero ritrovarsi senza, idem il controllore!
Non lo so, non capisco, il controllore...un non-lavoro!
Vabbo, io sono un
bloggers , uno che scrive e ha un blog dove racconta storie, se domani facessi un altro lavoro forse scriverei altre storie e se non facessi nessun lavoro, forse non scriverei niente. Forse potrei tentare la carriera da rock star, oppure, se proprio me la vedo brutta potrei fare l'ospite fixed and live to entertain, as long as you instill a good story to tell, you're still fucking with, unless you're on a bus, you're without a ticket and the controller in front of you have heard it so many stories to fill a blog!
