Community Service

A friend’s husband has just been given 40 hours community service. So he said, “Right, when can I serve it?”

They went, “Eh?” or words to that effect.

He told them he wanted to do it all in one week to get it out of the way and get on with his life.

He was informed that some people actually take up to a year to serve 40 hours.

He figured he’d be working in a charity shop or down the dump, but it’s normally prisoners on day-release who do that work so it took about three weeks for him to be assigned and he headed off to meet his new mates for the day. Expecting them to be a bunch of little scroats he was surprised to find most of them middle aged.

Anyway, the day started off with breakfast in the café, where they spent about 1½ hours, and then they headed off to pick litter up in the park. This was last week whilst it was still warm and sunny. They picked litter for about half an hour then sat down. Well, they lay down and most of them fell asleep in the sun.

They were woken up to head off to lunch in the café. Another hour and a half, then back to the park. They didn’t bother picking up any litter this time. Just sat down and had a fag then all fell asleep for a couple of hours.

They woke up about three o’clock when it was time to go home.

Eight hours served.

Interesting.