Oh, well that makes it better!  Sheesh.  Slap whatever label on them you
want to, they are sociopaths.  There's no "curing" them.

Jill

Didn't we used to confine and care for people who were hell bent on
eliminating the rest of us?

That is just so sick and wrong. I hope the suspect gets a harsh sentence..
Wish I could be on the jury for that one.
PUUUUUUUUUURS and prayers are sent for the victims.
Hug
Kyla

Another tale from the 'I like animals best' library.

My boss had told me yesterday to organise a 'work ute' (thats truck to USA
folk) for work today as we neded it to go pick up some steel sampels.
There's usually two available in the car pool, but even after protracted
negotiation, they weren't availabel at the time we needed. it. The boss had
to leave early, leavingme to get a ute. Eventually i decided to hire one.

This of course meant gettingup earlier than usual, driving into town and
doing the paper work early, so I could arrive with Ute on time. WhenI got
there, they only had a manual ute left. Whislt I can drive shift, I am no
longer comfortable doig so and renting a manual vehicle is actually against
company policy. But since I'd booked it, I had to pay for it whether I
actually took it or not, so I took it.

Got to work to discover I'd left my licence and Amex at the rental place.
But of course, they hadn't seen either of them.

Not good.

Tell boss what he's done. He's a nice bloke, and although he said I had
shown 'good intiative' actually *renting* one wasn't necessary and was goign
to have to come out of our budget somehow. He wasnt' pleased.

So, we went to go get our samples and we were stopped at the gate. Despite
havign always been let in before, we were told to go back and get the proper
paperwork filled out.

Thus,w e drove all the way back to our office to get a stupic signature, and
drove back out again. Different security guy at the gate, and we were waved
through, no 'extra' paper work necessary.

When we got there, our safety passes were out of date by less than 12 hours
(they are valid for 3 years). So, we had to sit there and fill new ones out
and go through all the safety stuff again.

Which meant we'd lost that hour's oppurtunity to sample what we needed, and
had to wait for the next hour.

I got back to the office to discover a voicemail fromthe police. Your
vhecile will be towed unles syou move it inthe next 2 hours.

Great. I've got butt loads of work to do (we have to do work onthe smaples
straight away, thats why we have to go collect them) but I have to go move
my car. I rang the police. they were sympathetic  but those ar ethe rules. I
had allegedly parked in a little old lady who needed to go to a doctor's
appointment this morning.

So, i sacrificed my lunchtime to go out, return the ute, and move the car.
Part of returning the ute is to fill itback up with petrol. Despite it only
needing just over a gallon, I had to pay for it out of my money - I had lost
my company Amex.

Thought if I had truly convenienced Little Old Lady the least I could do was
buy the poor lass some flowers as an apology. Bought the cheapest bunch I
could - $20 - and after returning the ute, went to return to the scene of my
crime.

Yes, my car was, in a legal sense, parked over their driveway, but I could
have gotten out if I had wanted to. nevertheless, i thougth I'd better
apologise.

I knocked onthe door and a man in his boxers and a stained undershirt
answered the door. He smelled of beer. I told him that I owned the car and I
was sorry. I proffered the flowers. He called me all the names under the
sun, accused me of parkign there to go to the pub (even though I'm in full
work uniform with company logos all over it) and never let up for a second
abusing me. Best I could say was "I'm really sorry" and leave. He was still
abusing me as I got in my car.

Shocked and upset, I left, but as I drove away, noticed no car in his
driveway, no car in fact anywhere on his property and he had didn't have a
garage where the car might of been. In fact I don't think he had a car at
all.

And the $80 parking fine was just the icing on the cake.

OK, yes, I had parked illegally, I admit. Whilst that street is not
regularly patrolled by police or parking patrols, they are within their
rights to check anywhere and everywhere, and therefore I can't dispute the
fine (even though had not hte cranky old man called them, I doubt i would
have gotten one). But why couldn't he take a sinceere apology? I didn't
*have* to buy the flowers, heck, I didn't even have to knock on his door and
and admit it was me in the first place. He would have been none hte wiser
had I just got in my illegally parked car and driven off. But I genuinely
thought I was *doing the right thing* and copped an earful of irrational
abuse for my trouble.

Even Suki had forgiven me by this morning for bringing in NewCat. Yet
another reason why cats are clearly the Superior Species, IMHO.

Yowie