Dear HRM—You pay these guys in the little tractors to plow out the crosswalk entrances and curbcuts/corners, right? These hardworking folks need to turn around and check their work before driving off to the next corner. I went out today in my wheelchair and had to travel 3 blocks down Spring Garden to find a (halfway) safe place to cross so that I could go across the street from my apartment. The crosswalk in front of the drugstore on Spring Garden was plowed, but half of the lane was the curbcut, and the other half was the curb. Lest I be accused of being a fucking pussy, I'm pretty freaking mobile for a chair. I watched able-bodied folks struggle with the small lake of slush as well, where the shitty plow job was. Down at the corner by the the other pharmacy three of the four corners were plowed similarly. Three out of four corners unsafe for someone with a walker, wheelchair, limp, baby stroller, etc.

Do you guys check to see the plow job you did will actually allow people such as myself to have a near-normal life, by doing crazy things like go to the store, have a job, have a social life, etc? The city is wasting money for these guys to do this half-assed job. I called the city and received a very nice "we're very sorry," but they still haven't come out to fix it, hours later. Overnight the whole thing will freeze and only Spring herself, with her lovely warmth will fix that fucking mess.

Hey, HRM. We deserve a lot fucking better. There are things that bite about having a disability, I'll be honest. The whole "spinal cord injury and no left leg" kind of stinks, but I have gotten over that mostly. Not being able to buy food because the dickweasels in the little tractors are doing a half-assed job (when their whole ass is required) makes this very frustrating. Please do better. —Wheelie Muthafukkin P (in the house)