Thursday 21 November 2013

You Couldn’t Make It Up Part 258963

Mr Scollan went to the police station in Worcester to report the Facebook comments and he was advised to block Mr James.
He is also considering meeting MP Robin Walker about the matter and says he is seeking legal advice.
He said: “I want compensation out of him [Mr James]. He should not be putting things like that on Facebook. I wish he had spoken to me face-to-face.”
I think, if you should look up the phrase 'lazy benefit scrounging chav scumbag' in the dictionary, you'll find a picture of Mr Scollan...
He said: “There was no point turning up. What’s the point in wasting my time? Financially I’m not going to be better off. I would also have to make my own way there.”
Well….yes. What did you expect, a company-provided chauffeur?

15 comments:

Anonymous said...

If the scrounger doesn't have a computer, how does he know what was said about him on facebook? Oh, that's right. He probably has one of those humungously expensive iphone thingys. You know, the ones that I can't afford, despite working for 47 years!
Penseivat

Anonymouslemming said...

"He is in the process of completing a course in the hope he can become a door supervisor."

Ah - so he's a wanna be thug who wants to work where there are free drinks and a small amount of power over other people. Say no more...

Macheath said...

According to the article:

His rent at the YMCA, of £250 a week, which includes bills and two meals, is covered by housing benefit, which he would lose if he took the job.

The Senoble job would only earn him £200 to £220 per week after tax, less than he received on benefits, he said.


The Worcester YMCA would have to be be positively palatial if board and lodging cost thirteen grand a year; you can rent a one-bedroom flat in the town for one third of that.

Either Mr Scallon is confusing weekly sums and monthly ones - which might explain why he is no longer employed in such mathematically demanding roles as tyre fitter or block paver - or he is indeed a scrounger and the epithet is entirely justified.

And I can't see him succeeding in his claim that 'lazy' is unjust defamation of character, given that, according to Google Maps, his journey to work would have been an epic 17 minutes walk.

Anonymous said...

Bunny

Father of three, surely some mistake, that should read Breeder of three.

Ian B said...

I may be being dim here, but what the heck is a "door supervisor" and why do you need to go on a course to supervise doors?

Furor Teutonicus said...

Ian, Doors can be bastards if you don't watch them!

Everey time i leave the bosses office, one hits me in the arse!

Robert the Biker said...

Ian B
Bouncer

Longrider said...

Ian B - it's a euphemism for Bouncer. The burly thugs who stop you going through the door to seedy nightclubs if your face doesn't fit. They have to be all registered these day donchano?

Twenty_Rothmans said...

Whipworm is a parasitic nematode that infests 25% of the world's population.

Chavscum is a parasitic worm that affects 100% of Britain's working population.

I am not for one moment comparing Dean Scollan with T. trichiuria. The humble whipworm works 24/7 in scrounging its nutrients from its host - Scollan only has to be arsed to fill in a form every fortnight.

Moreover, the whipworm has no choice over what he does. He doesn't get asked whether he'd prefer to be a detested parasite living in someone's colon, or taking a productive job elsewhere.

Scollan has this choice. He prefers the shitty parasite option.

Call it Health and Safety gone mad, but it's the hard-working whipworm we flush down the toilet, and not Scollen.

blueknight said...

why do you need to go on a course to supervise doors?
Because the Govt invented the SIA Licence...

Anonymous said...

Ian B, that would be a bouncer.
He is a lazy scrounging chav scumbag but the recruitment guy comes out of it as an arsehole too.
Why do they always have to breed so many? Is contraception too difficult or complicated for them?

JuliaM said...

"You know, the ones that I can't afford, despite working for 47 years!"

Spot on! :/

"Ah - so he's a wanna be thug who wants to work where there are free drinks and a small amount of power over other people."

You might say that. I couldn't possibly comment... ;)

"And I can't see him succeeding in his claim that 'lazy' is unjust defamation of character, given that, according to Google Maps, his journey to work would have been an epic 17 minutes walk."

With our justice system, you just never know... :(

"...and why do you need to go on a course to supervise doors?"

These days, you must go on a course for everything. How else are we to employ all those philosophy graduates?

Woman on a Raft said...

If he didn't want to do an evening shift of box packing (5pm-1am) then I cannot see why he is considering a career in hospitality, much of which is at night and may be even less predictable.

Take the story about him doing a course with a big pinch of salt - it is only said to put the job centre off from reviewing his benefits.

Ian B said...

Oh I see.

Budvar said...

When I worked on doors, "If your face didn't fit", there was usually a very good reason why.

Invariably you look patently under age, you've just been kicked out from the place down the road for carrying on, either you or your mate are known bother causers, you're pissed up, and I've just watched you walk up the road shouting, balling and carrying on.

Night clubs are in the business of getting bums on seats, empty night clubs don't make any money, but also night clubs with a reputation of kicking off every weekend also go out of business as punters stop going.

It's a fine line, but nightclubs are licenced for X number of people, sometimes they get full, and queues form and new customer are let in as others leave. Groups of drunks being a pain in the queue get the "Suck of air through the teeth" and the "not with those shoes/jeans/t-shirt" and moved on.

It isn't a power trip, it's doing your job. You'd soon be complaining if known bother causing tits were let in and your wife/girlfriend gets hurt when it all kicks off on the dance floor.