Bizarre conversations with the council part 27b

[venta]

I just rang up Oxford city council to get us a new green-box to put the recycling in; ours has taken itself off somewhere on its own business.

So, the nice lady asked me for my postcode. I try to be helpful[*], so I spelt out the postcode in an O-for-Orange kind of way.

The following ensued:

Me: E for elephant.
NiceLady: Is that elephant or alephant ?
Me <too confused to answer sensibly>: Yes.
NiceLady: OK, elephant. What house number ?

Just.... eh?

[*]Yes, really. Sometimes I do.

Comments

[bopeepsheep.livejournal.com]

I spent several years working for the County Council, in City Chambers, County Hall, and Macclesfield House. Can't say any of the three departments counted as "great" employers... but it was handy working in MaccH while also being at university, I didn't have any grant cheque problems!

[kneeshooter]

Point taken - great was perhaps a lot bit of an exaggeration.