Tuesday, June 12, 2012
To the chick sitting at the back of the bus who backed me up when that old dude started running his mouth and throwing racial slurs, thank you. —Thwarting That Bigot
You're my dream boy, I could only hope you're not an asshole. —North Face on My Way to Work
You were mine. You were my everything. I wish I had listened to my heart, I wish I had never left you and I wish I could have told you how much I love you. I know you loved me and I hope you still do. You are the only man I have ever loved with all my heart and you may be the last. I will always love you and I will always be looking forward to the day I see you waiting for me at the pearly gates. Rest in peace my Homie. You will live forever in my heart! —Just a Small Town Girl
Monday, June 11, 2012
Thanks for your message. Next time, each time, I'll look before I leap! Didn't last time! —Always Sincere
Thanks to the superlovely at my local who assisted me in my search for my union card. Fittingly, I found it out front under a pile of old papers. —So Ya
You were clearly distraught, to the point of a few tears, and it's never any fun being on a bus (80) feeling that way. I totally agree it's made much worse by the idiot rambling ad infinitum at top volume near you. Good on ya for calling him out for his annoying douchebaggery volume.
I'm not sure what was wrong but today's a new day and I'm hoping you're feeling at least a little better. —You Probably Noticed My Tattoo
Dear boy who (almost) helped me when my car died in the middle of Quinpool yesterday: Thank you for your willingness to help a girl in distress. I yelled to you on the street and you could have ignored me while I was panicking in the middle of the street, but you leaped into action and ran to the gas station to ask for help without delay. My car finally started while you were asking for help, and I had to zoom away as I was holding up a considerable amount of traffic. THANK YOU. And I shall be paying it forward as soon as I get the chance. —Damsel in Distress
I would like to thank the gentleman who approached me as I was relaxing in the Public Gardens and advised me the sky was about to unleash torrential downpour within the quarter hour. I am glad you felt swayed to make sure I found shelter or at least had something with me to keep from getting soaked. I managed to reach shelter just in time...even though I had my jacket for back up. It's nice to encounter such neighbourly people in the city. —The Girl with the Green Jacket
After four months I finally have a vehicle. No more hitchhiking for me. Big big BIG thanks to all who helped me get to and from Bridgewater and Tantallon... You saved my job and my life! You all rock! —The Hitcher's Guide to the 103