BRASSED OFF 4

Around 10.30am today October 28^th 2010 I had a visit from the police, who where now doing an on the ground report of the stolen brass strips from the close landing steps. We both agreed the lack of a secure front door close was too blame. Though I pointed out the council where not going to repair any of the damage too the close steps and the hope they would fix the door anytime soon is a pointless hope at that. Especially since it had long since been reported and the council depot never had the decency to ring back too give a repair time.

Well the streets been awash with junkies all day along with flying police visits. Then after 4pm I spotted a tall, skinny waste of space on a dark blue bike leave my close. So I investigating the close for the tell tail signs of junkie silver foil and needle paraphernalia usage. But instead I spotted 3 brash strips had been stolen from the upstairs landing steps. And this just after a police visit to inspect the last three attacks on the landing steps.

So it was back on the phone to the housing officer, the anti social people and the cops. “Though I never saw the junkie do anything other than leave, I gave the fuckers description as I‘m totally sick of all these bastards fucking up my street.”

But no sooner had I hung up the phone the same waster returned with his bike & as he headed up the stairs, I asking who he was. Only to get garbage mumbo jumbo back so went back inside. At this point he snuck back down stairs. So I confronted him from the top of the stairs as he snuck round towards the back door and came back when I asked him what he was up too.

I’m fixing my bike, he said.

No your not and your not jacking up in this close, I told him.

I don’t jack up, he said.

I don’t give a fuck, I’m calling the police. And came in the house too do so, when I saw him seek out off my close and head for a well known junkie close. At this point I called the police AGAIN!!!!!!!!!

Then about 20 minutes later just as the cops pulled up. He walked out the close pushing his bike just as my phone rang & it was the police calling to ask me what had happened to the landing stairs today.

So once again drug addicts are buying drugs in the west end and using neglected & unsecured council close doors to access the building. Where they commit crime and ingest the crap they think is heroin. That’s if you believe a fivers bag of smack, which is probably only 10% pure has the right too be called heroin.

All because Wendy Alexander the Paisley’s MSP new secure door program has grinded to a halt, unlike the relentless crime. Where council property is being dismantled at an alarming rate and all for the sake of a decent close door too keep the bastards out and the repair bills down.

Oh yes, after I hung up the phone the cops where chatting with two unrelated guys in the street and the fucker with the bike was gone?

WHAT THE FU#K!! ……

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