The original pull…

The Police just know who you are…. no escaping it

We were working, trimming a hedge in the rain yesterday, Sunday. The passing police found this suspicious enough to spend an hour checking our identities, insurance and licences. They invited our customer to sit in the back of their car to make sure that we were not Rogue Traders. He spent 15 minutes re-assuring them.
He had called us, a quote was given; price agreed.
The work started some days later, when both our diaries allowed.
We started two days earlier than the seven day cool off period allowed.
But as all consenting adults agreed…. we saw no need to sign a consent form.
Oh. Shit. We. Broke. The. Law.
 
Well, clearly, all our paper work and insurances and waste carriers licence are in order. But it doesn’t half piss you off, when you’re wet, tired, working on a Sunday to make ends meet and you get the pull.  The Senior Police Officer, (who’s probably got an NVQ in GRT) didn’t get out into the rain but sent the (actually very apologetic) junior to do his bidding.
 
Makes you feel like giving up?
Never.
Got your paperwork in order?
Always.
Stigmatised?
Yep.
 
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