Why, oh why, does anyone in their right mind spend good money on a concert ticket only to go and talk (yell) to their dumb, Instagram-scrolling friends? You, yes you, are ruining it for everyone else who has to stand within earshot of your inconsiderate ass. Do yourself a favour and don't waste your money — and please, do everyone else a favour and go do something else. Turn up your basic bitch Spotify algo and talk over Shawn Mendes with your halfwit squad in the comfort of your own fucking home, dumbass.—Fed up with festival talkers

Just because you are doing 120 and the right hand lane is doing 105 does not entitle you to stay in the left lane.
I flew up to your bumper at 160! You need to get the hell over. I am faster so therefore you are slower. —Pissed off and late

I was absolutely disgusted to read the bitch bemoaning panhandlers on Spring Garden Road last week. If you're more uncomfortable by people standing/sitting in one place with a Tim Horton's cup asking you for change than people living in your city falling into such extreme impoverishment, you really need some serious reorganizing of your values. I have lived here for 20-plus years I have never once been chased down, screamed at, or verbally abused by a Spring Garden Road panhandler when I couldn't fulfill a request for change. Instead, I was often met with a 'have a nice day', 'that's okay', or even the occasional 'god bless'. I say this as somebody who would very frequently walk up and down that street to go to class or work for more than a decade. I really hope you never find yourself in circumstances where you have to choose between panhandling and going hungry.—Maybe re-evaluate what actual 'harassment' is

To Halifax's favourite bar: Something has to be done about the sound quality and PA system currently in place—or perhaps those mixing the sound themselves—because I believe yours has become one of the worst live music venues in the city for actually hearing anything.

I've attended many live music events in this bar, and I'm almost always disappointed with the volume of the vocals and the projection of the sound in the space in general. But, after a recent concert where the acts were vocally inaudible, both from terrible sound mixing and quality but also the volume of disinterested patrons, I will no longer be attending live music in this space—at least until something is done.

It also seems ridiculous that big festivals town don't hold a venue accountable for quality when they are paying for world-class acts to perform in the city. It's disrespectful to the artists, and the patrons, and only reveals the lack of consideration for your audience.—Musicians who care

Really, former employer, do I intimidate you that much? I saw a former employer around town a year after they fired me. I kindly said 'Hi.' What I got in return is an eye roll and the dirtiest look I’ve ever seen someone give. —Kill them bitches with kindness

People fall into two categories when it comes to multi level marketing: They either recognize that it's a bullshit industry, or they've invested thousands in a company and are not making the money they thought they would make. Who is buying into this?—Perplexed

Seriously? You believe the best place to pick at your fly bites and scabs is at the bus stop and on the bus? Not only were you picking—not scratching, but full on picking—your fly bites and scabs, but then you were wiping the blood onto your legs, arms and the bus seat. Come the hell on! How were you raised? No one wants to see that shit. It's disgusting. Then to top it all off you start sneezing with your yap wide open spreading your snot and spit all over the place for all to enjoy. Thanks so much for that. The topper to all of this was the huge wad of spit you graciously left on the side of the street before getting on the bus. Grow up and get some manners. I feel bad for whomever had to sit next to you on the bus.
—Wishing for some hand sanitizer

To the lovely woman who saved us so graciously when we embarrassingly pulled into a MacPass Only lane: Your sweet customer service made our day! —Need glasses

To the fat-ass  who went out of his way to interrupt my wife and her friends while they were conversing amongst themselves in their native language to tell them that they should speak in English, here’s what you should do: Mind your own fucking business.  I bet you felt like a real big shot harassing three Filipino ladies who were just trying to enjoy an outdoor event. Are you such a fragile failure of a human being that the thought of someone from a different cultural background demands that you harass them for it?

My wife was nicer than I would have been and somehow humoured your bullshit, even though she knew what you were saying was wrong. 

Oh, your grandfather was responsible for immigrants being here (whatever THAT means)? So fucking what? What right would that give YOU to tell anyone what they can and can’t say to each other, or in what language they do it?  In what language do you need to be told that we have freedom of expression in this country before that sinks in, moron?  Was your grandfather the one of driving people from their homes in the first place?  Is that what you meant? Well, your sad existence certainly attests to that possibility. 

My wife and her friends put it behind them and I’ve tried to do the same, but days later this still gnaws at me.  I want to believe that we are better than this and that cowards like you are a shrinking minority.  I want to be able to ignore this as the ranting of some asshole, but I can’t because saying nothing just emboldens dipshits like you.  Silence is complicity.  I was born and raised here and I will not be complicit in letting a limp-dick piece of shit like you be the face of my home.
—Pissed-off Nova Scotian

This is the second time I saw your cat left outside, sitting on your doorstep in the pouring rain waiting to get inside your house.
So, I decide to go across the street and ring your doorbell to tell you your cat wants to come inside. Then you tell me that it is ok that your cat stays out in the rain. Really? Maybe you should stay out in the rain, idiot, and see if you like it and let your cat come inside your house. You do not deserve to have a cat or any pet.
If you didn't want a cat then you shouldn't have adopt it!—A happy cat owner