I'd move abroad permanently. This country is becoming a really shit place to live in.
What's the best bit of karma you've experienced, or seen someone else receive it?
This takes some contextual explaining. In a previous job I was the Head of Customer Service for a Fibre Laying-Wholesaler. I only ever had to speak with Customers or residents if they were complaining and likely to go to Ofcom with their complaint, to attempt a resolution before adjudication. We had this guy calling none-stop, complaining about the build before it had even started near his home, kicking off, being vile to the people on the phone's etc. I had a zero tolerance policy to abusive behaviour towards my staff so when it finally came to my conversation with him I politely told him to fuck off. He was seriously deranged, screaming at me, saying he'd involve the Echo, his Councillor, the police etc because we didn't 'have permission to ruin his property or be outside his property.' Worth stating again that what triggered this was us delivering build notices to residents to give them advance notice of works.
What this clown never mentioned until after about 10 calls into us (demanding we cease the works) was that he kept Birds. Pet Birds, Macaw's and shit. He then proceeded to go on about how we were destroying their environment and they would over-groom themselves to the point of death. Perhaps true, but we'd given 6 weeks advanced notice and we can't not do necessary utility works because someone owns a few birds. So it ends up going to Ofcom adjudication, somehow. I was scheduled to meet them and explain our Company's position, he had bombarded them with letters, emails and phone calls. This guy had threatened on the phone to wait outside our office and attack me or my staff if we didn't cease the upcoming build work. I go to the meeting place with Ofcom, explain my bit, then wait while they decided what to do. Somehow, this clown shows up, with two fucking Parrots in a cage. Where he got the meeting details from, I don't know. Ofcom had already told him he hadn't a leg to stand on and he couldn't cease essential utility works and would have to find an alternative to house his birds. He'd come down to have a go at them. He clearly didn't know who I was when in the lobby, having only spoken on the phone before. Being me, I did wind him up a bit when I spoke to him, 'do you enjoy keeping Parrots, do you have Macaws too? Have you ever looked after a Cockatoo? etc etc' He took this at face value and when the Ofcom Regs guys came out, he started screaming, jumping around, his parrots going wild making all sorts of noise. He said he wanted the Ofcom guys to look at the parrots they were condemning to death by not stopping the works coming past his home. Anyway, he gets in one of the ladies faces, security throw him out.
I waited a bit, made sure the lady was okay then we all made our way together back to our cars. We round the corner and there he is, in the middle of the street, with an open cage in one hand, looking up at a tall tree where two parrots were perched. He'd gone and dropped the cage after being ejected, and the birds had got out
Instant karma for being a huge twat. I can still picture vividly his gormless fucking face and him shouting up at this tree asking the birds to come down to him, him wheeling around in disbelief and panic.
To this day I don't know whether he got them back, he was blocked from contacting us so I've no idea how the build went for him, but what a bastard he was. I don't want to sound uncaring that the Parrots escaped, but I'm of the opinion birds and suitable pets to be caged in a two-up two-down in the middle of a city. Long winded story but still brings me satisfaction to this day.
What's the worst job you've ever worked in?
