Angry? Mad as hell and you can't take it anymore? Get something off your chest and it could be published online and/or in print. Bitches are anonymous and may be edited for length, grammar, spelling and our lenient standards of propriety.
To the rental company and manager that treats tenants like dog poop and omits info from their landlords, I hope you step in a really smelly turd today. One day you might realize that some tenants are also landlords who will never use your company. Get a hobby...and maybe a new career. —Tenant and Landlord With A Bigger Brain Than Yours
Dear housemate who never does her dishes. I get that you really love eating pork topped with bacon (ew) nightly, but seriously do your fucking dishes. All I want to do is cook a fucking veggie burger and not have to clean up bacon grease every time I go to do so. Also, stop smelling up the house with your shit food. Oh, and that mixing bowl that you left dirtied for 3 weeks until one of us cleaned it, I remember that shit. So, if you somehow read this and get the slightest inclination that this might be you. I beg of you, just do your fucking dishes so I don't have to, for the love of Christ. —Everyone Else in Your House
I am really sick of seeing these white, privileged local “designers" using their privilege of travel to exploit the materials made and created by others in countries like India and Columbia to name a couple, and re-selling them here at a way higher value.
As an independent small business, how can you justify the ethics of your unapologetic capitalist colonialism, and then ask the city to support you in high end gentrified boutiques on Agricola? Using mostly white models to display your wares does not help the broad picture.
Can someone tell me what NSCAD is teaching if it is not morality of an artist? —frustrated local devi