A tale of two Frauditors and their endless complaints

[S.SaulGood]

Frauditor Fan Fiction:

The people that want laws, policies, enforcement, authority, etc. abolished don't stop to think about what it would be like if they got their wish. Let's imagine a world the way they do:

One early AM at an all night McDonald's:

On the way back to the car with their bagful of deep-fried *advertiser censored*, three men approach, none of whom are wearing trousers or shorts. One grabs for American Amy and she wriggles free then she and Acura Amanda (don't forget to pulverize the like button and subscribe) run for the car, get in, and lock the doors. Amy whips out her camera phone and videos while Amanda calls 911, telling the dispatcher where they are and that they need the police right away because first three, but now five men are banging on her car doors and windows and yelling that they're going to rape and rob her and her friend.

Dispatch asks, "Can you drive away?". Amanda replies, I dropped my keys running back to the car, we're lucky I left the doors open". Dispatch tells her to "sit tight, We'll send someone out with COMPLAINT forms, how many do you need? Five? You said there's five of them, right?".

Amanda yells, "COMPLAINT FORMS!!!!???? We don't need complaint forms. We need HELP!!!! They're going to kill us. Now one of them is headed this way holding a brick!!! Send HELP!!!"

Dispatch dispassionately informs Amanda that the police are no longer in that line of work and that she can help her if she'd like to fill out complaint forms for whomever is going to rape and rob her, if she survives. But beyond that, there's not much else she can do at this time. "If you'd still like those forms, we'll send the nearest frauditor right out to assist you with that. I believe Lady Justice Liberty is the one on duty and patrolling your area this evening, so we'll dispatch her to give you the complaint forms"............ "Hello?................Are you still there?................... Hello? .............Are you still there..........................." Hello?....................................................."

 

[S.SaulGood]

Here's a word or two about filing complaints. Suggestions that both frauditors AND departments where complaints are filed might benefit from:

1) If EVERYTHING is worth complaining about, then NOTHING is worth complaining about.

It should go without saying, common sense, that if everything is the best, or the worst, then NOTHING is, because no thing would stand apart from all the others as being any better or any worse than the rest.

But if you must file a continuous, never ending stream of complaints wherever you go about everything and anything at all, have forms with you all ready to fill out.

2) If you're an institution or business or individual in their employ, leave a stack of complaint forms out in the lobby with a receptacle to place the complaints in, preferably a slot that feeds the complaint directly into the blades of a paper shredder to save time disposing of them later on.

 

[FearMyFez]

1) If EVERYTHING is worth complaining about, then NOTHING is worth complaining about.

I need to get a complaint form for you S.Saul, also I require a FOIA and can I please speak to your manager... Hurry up, public servant, you work for me correct...

#FearTheFez
"Gods cannot be arrested" ~Glenn Cerio

 

[SamG]

I would think there would be a scene where these two suck dick for meth money.

 

[FearMyFez]

I would think there would be a scene where these two suck dick for meth money.

That is classic gay *advertiser censored*, even worse is when the #AuditThem hides his clip board in his prison purse... #FearMyFez

 

[S.SaulGood]

I would think there would be a scene where these two suck dick for meth money.

With the "piranha/meth" teeth most frauditors have, the recipient of said services should make sure they're in close proximity to an Emergency Room.



I predict Amy will be by shortly to ask God to forgive us all. I like that about Amy!