The little things
To those who hold the door open that half a second for me, who give
me the briefest smile as they pass, who actually say hello and make
some small talk; you give me faith in humanity. Your few minutes of
warmth are sometimes the only thing to get me through my day. Thank
you.–Needs Warmth
Sweet, sweet Halifax
OK, so here is what I’m lovin’ about Halifax right now:
NSCAD students, you guys are super entertaining what with your crazy
styles and (mostly) awesome art. Keep it up!
Iceskating, you get that awesome free feeling, it’s the winter
version of riding a bike.
Soup from Whet, nuff said.
Cupcakes from Whet.
The Bridge Commission, you know they email out traffic advisories to
everyone who bought a MACPASS, talk about customer service.
The Water Commission, no matter what storm gets thrown our way the
water stays on. I wish I could say the same about Nova Scotia Power.
–Marnie
Mr. Taxi Man
Thank you so much for stopping for my puppies when they snuck under
the fence! I’m sure other people would just continue along without
taking the time to stop…but you did, you made my day. It’s nice to
know of the animal/dog lovers around Halifax. I will request your taxi
any day.
–Worried Westie Girl
Random acts of love
So one day in October I was walking down the street alongside the VG
hospital when I noticed this man on a bicycle riding from metre to
parking metre. He was feeding quarters into the metres whose time had
lapsed. It was obvious he was attempting to tend to the ones
surrounding the hospital. I was astounded. I yelled, “I see you, I saw
that,” but he didn’t hear me. It didn’t matter, clearly he wasn’t doing
it for recognition. One can only imagine the places those car owners
were. Under the knife of a trusting surgeon, at the bedside of an
ailing loved one, waiting in a doctor’s office, much like mine, in
anticipation of “results.” I was truly touched by this random act of
compassion and kindness. This story speaks to me of love, a kind of
love we often forget is as significant as romantic love. We may not all
have the motivation and energy to exercise it in the manner this
mystery parking metre-feeder-rider did, but in small significant ways
we are all capable of random acts of love for one another.
–Everyone
Bus driver love…for once
To the bus driver on the 18, going southbound on the night of Jan 28
at around 11pm, I came out of my friend’s house on Cogswell stoned as
fuck, not knowing where the bus stop was, I saw you coming and gave you
a little wave, not expecting you to stop at all, but you did! You
pulled over to the side of the road for me, and saved me from standing
in the snow for half an hour, so thank you! —Cold and
Baked
Hellfire
To the people on Windsor Street who took in my cat Sunday night:
Thank you so much. I was really worried and stressed out because he
hadn’t come home, and I thought that he might have been hit by a car or
something. You two invited him into your home and fed and cared for
him…so I can’t stress how much you mean to me! My cat is my world and
if anything would have happened to him I would have ended up all alone
in my room with a tub of ice cream crying for weeks…literally. So,
thank you again and again.
–Expect a fruit basket or something
Thanks, stranger!
I dropped about 400 dollars out of my wallet and onto the sidewalk,
without even noticing. Seconds later a guy runs up and hands me my cash
back. Three words: I LOVE YOU.
–What more perfect storyfor a love section, eh?
“Ooo, you make me live”
To my peanut butter on toast and my orange juice in the morning. To
my creative inspiration and quiet reading. To my penny collecting craze
and smiling to the strangers that pass. To my drifting dreams, while
hours on the phone with you. You are genuine, as genuine as any of
those of my favourite things could be. Stay true, man, you know what’s
up. You can’t be fooled.
–Your ever-lovin’, best friend
To the cab driver that picked me and my son up at Clayton Park
today
I’m a single mom and have to take cabs once in a while since I have
no car. Both my son and I have a horrible flu/cold today and so I had
to make a trip to get some medicine and ingredients for soup and you
picked us up from the grocery store. I just wanted to say thank you for
being so nice to me. You even helped me carry my groceries even though
I was a dollar short on fare. You made my day…I really didn’t want to
go out today, but it’s so nice to have the help when you need it most
and it made me feel less alone in this world. Thank you, thank you,
thank you.
–Fluey Fares
Bitchers we love
Dear Bitchers,
Some of you are so funny. I love your funny names. Like Farts
Mahoney. Where do you come up with this stuff? Thanks for being so
creative and grouchy. –Bitch lurker
PS. Don’t ever learn to spell. Every wrong word warms the cockles of
my heart.
This article appears in Feb 12-18, 2009.