Pre. May 2004, cannot be more precise that that on this occasion I'm afraid. On the place I can be. The A4157 Elmhurst Rd. was where I delivered a well deserved coup de grace.
The conversation centred around what useless drivers all other road users are and what a brilliant and very experienced, was the driver of the BT PEU vehicle I was a passenger in. And how he has always been a brilliant driver (sic) having been driving virtually since he could walk, according to the verbal diarrhoea I and other BT operatives were frequently treated to during the course of a BT workday.
I will spare the reader the details of those far too many to count: ...vis is how good I am, ...vis is how clev'a I am, ...vis is what an over-achiever I am, ...vis is how much amazing and difficult and clev'a things I've done... ...yeah I've driven all over vu place...(sic) rantings of an mentally immature, insecure, shallow, weak, hen-pecked excuse for a man, who's incessant drivel I had to listen on a daily basis c.2001/5. After Dec 2005, strangely enough, I never heard another peep out of the sad racist twat.
So, there I was, in transit back to BTs (nick)Griffin Ln. yard, listening to monotonous shite about what a bunce of useless cunts (sic) other road users were, and thought I would give the twat more rope by lighting the touch paper (mixed metaphors. so!)
So I said: You use to do a lot of driving didn't ya _____? ...didn't you use to drive for a living...?
And off the twat went, on a bullshit rant about his delusional driving prowess replying: Oh yeah, when I was driving for....blah blah blah...
For the umpteeth time I listened to the tripe being spouted, and, as I was doing so I did I recall the same person gobbing off about the reason he had eventually given up full time driving for a living and managed to con his way into BT employment in the early '90s, alongside his Waddesden Transport suck buddy, a sad and pathetic little individual by the name of frank - thick as a plank - hackett. aka dominic martello/distefano's - bacon sandwich eating - banker and financial backer.
So after some minutes of listening to the driver's drivel, I said: Why did you jack in the driving _____?
...Oh, that was mainly coz of me back, wunnit.
To which I replied: Was it bad then _____? , what was the problem with your back?
BINGO !
I was then treated to a detailed and graphic description of a badly infected chronic pilonidal cyst condition and the resulting medical course of treatment underwent by the infected individual.
n.b. a pilonidal cyst, I presumed, was what was being described to me by the individual concerned.
FYI: Pilonidal cysts are thought to be an acquired condition involving midline pits in the gluteal cleft. These pits are actually enlarged hair follicles in the skin. Gravity and movement of the buttocks create a vacuum that pulls on the hair follicle, allowing bacteria from the skin and/or the area between the genital organs and the anus and debris from the anus to enter this area, leading to local inflammation and infection. The resulting swelling (edema) closes the mouth of the follicle, while the follicle continues to expand and finally ruptures into the fatty tissue that underlies the area. This releases keratin (the principal component of hair) and pus, setting into motion a foreign body reaction that produces acute and chronic abscesses and sometimes fistulae.
Risk factors associated with the development of pilonidal cysts include repeated local traumatic irritation, sedentary occupation and lifestyle, obesity, congenitally increased depth of the gluteal cleft, poor hygiene, and activities resulting in increased sweating. Those individuals who have dark, stiff, or coarse hair tend to develop the disease more frequently. The disease most often affects individuals between the ages of 25-30.
A pilonidal cyst that looks like a swollen area or nodule, feels warm, and is tender to touch, will be apparent along the midline of the lower spine, approximately 1 to 2 inches (2 to 5 cm) above the anal opening. Openings 1 to 2 inches in length may be seen in chronic or recurrent disease. Foul-smelling pus may drain from the lesion, and a tuft of fine hair may protrude from the cyst. The surrounding area may appear reddened. A manual anorectal examination may be performed to detect fistulae or other defects.
Pilonidal cysts require improving hygiene practices, including keeping the area free of hair. Additionally, patients should be instructed to avoid sitting for long periods, and, if overweight they should strive to lose weight. In first-time acute episodes of the disease with abscess formation, the treatment of choice is simple incision and drainage, which is done on an outpatient basis. With incision and drainage, the individual lies face down (prone) and the area is cleaned and prepped with an iodine solution before a local anesthetic is injected. A small incision is made off the midline, the abscess is drained, and hair and other debris are removed. The wound is then packed loosely with gauze to allow continued drainage over the following 2 days. Afterwards, the individual is encouraged to clean the site with warm sitz baths or showers 2 to 3 times per day for 1 to 2 weeks (Lanigan). The individual is advised to avoid prolonged sitting.
...In short, the erstwhile infected individual concentrated on describing to me the extended time he had to spend in the prone position, and going into graphic detail about the out patient treatment received in relation to having the dirty, pus & hair- ball filled type hole that had formed at the base of his spine, cleaned and treated and stuffed with a large quantity of gauze etc. ...yeah, vu amount of fuckin stuff vey shoved up vee hole ...fucking 'ell...(sic)
When I had heard enough I brought the proceedings that was the topic of discussion to an abrupt halt.
I said: So is what you're telling me ____y, is that you've got two arseholes? That you're a double arsehole?
The look of realisation that he had been set up on the face of the twat was a picture. He never talked to me much about his pre BT driving days after that.
Yep, my ...you're a double arsehole ____y occurred on the A4157 on route back to BTs (nick)Griffin Ln. yard in the company of a prick with two arseholes. Not counting the arsehole he uses to talk with when mumbling perjurious evidence into the public record against me resulting in my unconscionable and wholly unjustified criminal conviction.
p.s. The above tale of two arseholes, is small beer compared to the graphic details I and others were treated to by this particular "substantive" C1 grade BT IT Gold User team leader supervisor BT PEU operative's fellow BT C1 (acting C1 that is, not a "substantive" C1) a big mouth bullying gobshite by the name of pandy poozicKA, who regaled unfortunate BT employees with his little hemorrhoids difficulties c. 2004
2Bcontd...
.jpg)
.jpg)






