The more I traverse the city, the more annoying I find it that we have two large car dealerships within our urban core (and even more farther north). Should not we be more critical of how we utilize our city’s space, and not allow glorified parking lots to set up shop, especially in the city with […]
Love the Way We Bitch/Love
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Dining forgiveness
To the two couples having a posh dinner at around 6pm. I AM SO SO SORRY. I thought I could be as quiet as I could in blowing my nose but failed. My dear friend did mention it and I felt so very embarrassed. I was very tempted to pay for each of your desserts […]
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Seriously, now you’ve stolen my garbage?
Seriously, you’ve now stolen a potentially asbestos-containing bag of garbage off my doorstep?! I was going to keep adding to it, but I guess you wanted that plastic sheeting, dried ceiling popcorn goo and potential cancer-causing fibres! (I can’t afford asbestos testing so I treated it like it did have asbestos). Between you and the […]
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Coastal power
Wonderful editors that lay out the Love/Bitch section. I’m sitting in New Zealand, reading a crinkly, month-old edition of The Coast that was definitely drenched at one point, that my family lovingly sends me from home. I begin to read as I usually do (check the photographer of the cover, and then read from back-to-front—goodies […]
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The exception to the rule
I saw your look of confusion as I passed by, blaring my horn at you. Look: the carshare parking spots are for carshare cars. Not for German-made luxury vehicles idling life away. So had to park farther away and walk through even more treacherous shitice because of you. Thanks. If I seem overly enraged, it’s because […]
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Bus buddies begone!
Dear Bus Buddies: you know who you are. You stand up front near the driver (“your buddy”) chewing the fat and blocking the entrance to passengers. Sure, there may be plenty of seats available to choose from, and gasp, sit in, but you prefer to stand and gab, gab and stand, narrowing the aisle, creating […]
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Bad dog bag man
To the dog walker along Almon Street who carries yellow or green plastic doggy bags for the poop pick-up: yes, you’re doing the earth-friendly thing by bending over to bag your dog’s poop, but only to deposit the bag on the sidewalk by the telephone pole near the Rona on Almon. Please do mother earth a […]
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Outside hire, boss a liar, makes me want to start a fire
When a job promotion opened up at my workplace and I filled in as acting-whatever for that same position—for the same pay with more work—and my boss took their sweet time with the hiring process, the job was given to a replica of its previous incompetent occupant. The irony is I’ll end up training this […]
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Dazzling and delightful
BIG shout-out to my D&D group. It’s always the highlight of my week being able to spend a few hours with you, creating a story together. I thank you as well for all the emotional support y’all give me when I’m feeling down. I couldn’t ask for a better group of players and friends. — […]
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Why’d you have to make things so complicated?
Just lead with, “This is a robbery.” That I had to ask, “Is this a robbery?” only served to cost you precious time and make the whole business needlessly frustrating for me. Clear, direct communication is key. — Smokeshop Cashier
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Get your own space!
To the gaggle of entitled middle-aged women who took over my table at Humani-T Cafe while I was trying to read my Toni Morrison novel: At first it was just one of you who asked if she could sit at my table, since the cafe was busy. You hovered over me, and I felt too […]
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Joy pillow has found a new home
You put a sparkly Christmas pillow in a tree with a note about how it was up for grabs. I took it and gave it to my parents—they love that kind of shit, and they loved the pillow (“maybe we’ll keep it out all year!”). Just wanted you to know that the pillow ended up […]