Here I sit in QEII emerg, my leg that had surgery four days ago has developed a nasty purple patch so I'm in to make sure I'm not heading for blood clot land.  I'm sitting in what are likely the most uncomfortable cheap  office chairs ever made, for the last four hours. There is no comfort to be found. I have pulled up a coffee table for a footstool so I can keep my foot  elevated as suggested.  They can't give me a pillow, so I need to rest my bruise on the hardwood.    They tell me it will probably only be another four hours. I'm looking around at a large sad group of people, either sick or injured waiting and waiting.  Maybe someone should replace Stephen McNeil’s comfy executive office chair with one of these particularly shitty ones and see if he could sit eight hours. —Unhappy camper

All of the demands the teachers want will come of the backs of people on low/minimum wage. I don't get a vote when they are threatening to strike or or work to rule but I sure do pay for it. It's low wagers that can't afford to take time off work while teachers blackmail us. Teachers don't shout about their pay increase demands. The pay increase they want is bigger than anything the majority of Nova Scotia will get anytime soon. Teachers withdraw your pay increase demands and start teaching and doing your prep in the nine or 10 paid vacation weeks you get every year. Not to mention the pension you get. Low wagers have had enough of your bullshit. —Sick of leecher-teachers on my back

Our beloved HPD raided Auntie's dispensary so that they could replenish their evidence locker so that they could pilfer it again. What ever became of their act of incompetence/theft? –Harried Halifax Traveller

To the drivers who have verbally and physically abused a west-end senior because she is too slow in crossing the intersection: what kind of fucking heartless monsters are you? That could be your mother, grandmother, sister, wife or loved one so how the fuck would you feel if someone threw a drink cup at her as she struggled to cross a street? Would you even care? –I've Walked In Her Shoes

Some of you are rude, crude & stuck somewhere in 1974. Stop with the sense of entitlement already. Pass the fucking torch & get over yourselves. Treating millennials like shit only shows that your generation was as fucking stunned as all the previous ones. You don't like change?! Tough titty said the kitty. –A Boomer Who Hates My...My...Generation. No Wonder We Have Kardashians

Stop throwing your random unwanted groceries in every aisle of the store. At the very least, put the items where they won't have to be thrown out due to spoilage or give it to the cashier and it will be returned to the right spot. This is such a waste of food, and I am beginning to think most of you are lazy bodies. Try harder to be better people! –Be A Better You!

You don't win any hearts because you have no clue how to treat a woman in a relationship. Here's an idea: be genuinely respectful, caring and eliminate untruths. –D.J.

Seriously... can you take your loud parties, your instruments, your curtain-less window sex, your cigarette butts, your trash ridden porch and pack it all on your hula hoop and move out of my quiet family neighborhood already? –Fed-up neighbour!!

When I said I was sore from sitting down all day at my shitty office job and need a massage, why did you think that was a clever way of telling you I want a massage from you? If I said my car needs a tune up, would you go outside and lift the hood? Keep those creepy vibes to yourself. –Desk Jocky with a Bad Back

You might consider getting into screaming matches with each other every other day a sign that your relationship is unhealthy. You might also consider that slamming doors to punctuate your emotions is childish and disruptive to other tenants. If you insist in staying in a relationship that obviously makes you both miserable, please refrain from having outbursts between the hours of 11pm and 6am. –Sincerely, Your Tired & Frustrated Neighbour