Blowing the whistle on overzealous security guards
The shrill, senseless blare that has become part of the background noise we're all accustomed to living with has Andrew Biggs thankful for his digs in the boondocks
- Published: 29/01/2012 at 03:15 AM
- Newspaper section: Brunch
Each time I get in my car to drive home from the fitness centre I sporadically visit, there is a pleasant middle-aged gentleman who sits in the car park.
He's the centre's security guard, and his main task is to carefully record my licence plate number each time I arrive for reasons known only unto the Lord Buddha.
When it comes time to leave, he stands up and runs ahead of me to guide me out of the car park. As I reach the main road, he reaches for his whistle.
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About the author
- Writer: Andrew Biggs
- Position: Writer
