Want a BMW? Then just sign on the dole!
I was out for a drink recently when I became intrigued by a conversation just out of my view. The person speaking was loud - and rather full of himself in my opinion - and so caught my attention.
My ears pricked up like a bloodhound at a weekend of hunting near the playing fields of Eton at the words 'All these dolites (sic) driving around in their BMWs while I'm working...' .
I heard a murmur of approval at his indignancy and I wish with all my might I'd made the effort to get off my backside and check out who the orator actually was.
He was upper class, middle aged and pompous - but what on earth would David Cameron be doing in an ale house in Liverpool, of all places?
One of the man's companions (I reckon he was a type who has no enemies but all his friends hate him) said that people on benefits should only have money for food, and be given an allowance for bus fares so they can go to and from job interviews. He then bemoaned his lack of plasma telly before heading off to the bar for a fresh pint of real ale.
Young people went on to be blamed for a lot of things, and women weren't left out - it would be lax of them to omit them.
One chap complained about the number of single mothers around today. 'Women,' he sighed, 'just refuse to take any responsibility for contraception.'
It would've been funny where it not for the fact that the 'real' Call Me Dave and his well heeled buddies seem to be of a scarily similar mindset.
The nation's unemployed and those single parents are raking it in and laughing at the rest of us!
Cheeky blighters!
Ever the PR man, on the telly the other day Dave stood in front of a gaggle of Asda workers (all on minimum wage no doubt) to garner public support for his bright idea to put a cap on benefits for 'dolites' .
He asked the people there if it was right that they grafted on their feet every day while others just sat on their arses and got £26k in benefits.
They shook their heads vigorously, peeved at the very notion.
That's not right! He's one of us, they may well have been thinking. Actually, this posh bloke's not as bad as I thought. He's on our side.
We're all in this together.
Oh no, people. No no no.
Call Me Dave is coming for you next.


My friend and I were having lunch today and being guys we scoped the restaurant for females. This one particular girl was about average but the guy she was with was a bum.