Ryall binman defecation resident gets compensation A man has received £1,000 compensation after a binman defecated on his driveway. It happened at a property in Ryall, Worcestershire, in January. The resident, who did not want to be named, complained because twice previously a refuse collector had urinated in the same place on his driveway. Malvern Hills District Council, which paid out the money, has already disciplined the binman. The authority said the issue of a lack of toilet facilities for staff who are on the road all day was "a sensitive one, particularly in rural areas". A spokesman said the council was reviewing current practices to see if any improvements could be made. He said the authority accepted full responsibility and "took immediate action by sending out an operative to make sure the area was cleaned and sanitised".
I thought bin men would have an ideal job for sweeping away ****, he probably did it for a laugh to piss the home owner off.
Once the yuman rights lawyers get hold of this and demand that workers must have access to toilet facilities "at all times" there'll be no more bin collections. Don't come crying to me.
There are 2 Sensible solutions 1: Binman scoops his own vile mess & puts it in his bin lorry 2. Bin man knocks on customers door and requests permission to stink up their WC. We waste tons of public money on solicitors and court costs to give someone with a funny story a check for £1000 ..
Tip of the iceberg: once binmen have the right to come into our toilets it will soon be extended to gays.
... I don't think they can give binmen a legal right to come in gays ... but I'm not a lawyer admittedly ...
Originally from the Saffron Lane area of Leicester - now living near Harpenden ... as for gay avatars ... isn't yours a transsexual ?...
I used to be a mobile caretaker for a North London council and at least twice a week my van would be broken into. The buggers would nick anything from mop-heads to chewing-gum remover. One afternoon (after I'd eaten, I hasten to add) I was busting for a dump, so I squatted over the ice-cream container I stored my sandwiches in and curled off a cable. Then I went into the block to hoover the carpets. Whilst doing so, I happened to look out of the window and see these two black kids make off with my curly turd. I ran outside and found them on the street corner hastily pulling the lid off to see what treats they had snaffled. Seeing their faces remains the single greatest moment of my employment career.
