You were carrying an armload of ass-wipe and I was just leaving after a failed attempt to get a birthday card. It was 11:30pm and you seem to be having the same exciting Friday night I was having.

I think you smirked in my direction and when I drove by you in my Echo I chickened out and didn't look at you. It was too dark to really see your face but you certainly walked nice.

Hope you weren't suffering from a bad case of the runs. Hmmm, bad pick-up line... —X

I am a nursing student. As such, I have clinicals which require me to be awake at ungodly hours. I also happen to be car-less, and rely entirely on Metro Transit to get me to the hospitals for 6:45am.

Luckily for me, the 80 goes by my place at roughly 6:27am. Over the course of my summer clinical, I caught this bus with its same driver and same passengers, getting off at the same stop, saying my obligatory "thank you" each time.

One morning I was running late. As I ran down the stairs of my apartment building and looked down the road, I could see the 80 coming toward me, already past my stop. I sighed in defeat, until.. miraculously.. the bus driver pulled the bus over so I could get on. Amazing! Never have I ever known a bus driver to do such a thing! I must have thanked him twenty times before sitting down, beaming. A few days later, I was running late again. I ran down the stairs of my apartment, and saw the 80 sitting at the stop. I walked toward it, expecting it to pull away, but no.. There it sat. And waited. "Not for me", I thought. I reached the bus, paid my fare, thanked the driver.. And the bus pulled away.

I couldn't believe it. This bus driver, with his hundreds of passengers a day, remembered me, noticed when I wasn't there, and waited. So, this is a great big giant THANK YOU to the moustached driver of the first 80 in the morning. I appreciate your kindness, and your patience did not go unnoticed.

P.S. Yesterday an 80 drove by me later in the morning. It was this driver, and wouldn't you know it - he waved to me! :) —Heather

Just wanted to comment on how much I loved the weather Wednesday... Pouring rain all day.

I'm one of the few people that actually would be happy if it rained every day. No one seems to get that, but it's okay. It doesn't mean I'm depressed. I just always feel happiest when it's raining. —Who needs an umbrella?

You've heard the term "meaner than a junkyard dog"... well all of you I encountered at the recycling centres as I clean out 10 years of accumulated stuff were great:

-Keeping the shop open for an extra 10 minutes so I can drop off some broken electronic stuff.
-Greeting me with a smile and good explanation of how the place works - and then giving me $12 for handing over my metal junk.
Helping me move my construction debris into the right spot.

Thanks for the positive experiences. —Former pack-rat

To the lovely lady, with awesome ink on her arms who works downtown:

Thank you for breaking the rules and giving me a small smoothie! Also sorry for being so damn clumsy and spilling it on the stairs... hope you didn't think I didn't appreciate it... cos I did!<3 —East Coast kid on the run

I LOVE PEOPLE!!!!!!! and I love to talk! —Talker

Okay, so I know lots of weirdness went on between us this year and everything changed, and I'm sorry to her cause I didn't really know you guys were dating at the time.

Thank you for being so nice to me all the time though, no matter what, and thank you for being so hot. Next year, I won't see you much at all, so it won't be the same, and even though there were some really awkward times this year, I still have all those happy memories and I still love you. —Not forgetting

I miss you so much now and regret that I didn't talk to you more than I did. And if I ever see you again, guaranteed I'll be talking to you more. Maybe even finding out your name for god's sake. For now though, I'm just left to guess and hope... —Zizi

I love you summer! You are so amazing, the way you instantly cheer me up. You are the best! —The queen

You were standing outside the RBC machine on Queen and Spring Garden and as I walked out the door you asked: "Do you want two VIP passes to the Jazz Fest?"

You blew me away. My friend and I were just talking about how much we wanted to see Alex Cuba but couldn't pay the cover. On top of that, there was free Garrison beer and food! I love you, The Coast. You made my night! —The Coast Reader