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Thursday, August 6, 2015

Posted on Thu, Aug 6, 2015 at 4:00 AM

I’m sorry, but I take my freedom/privacy very seriously. I appreciate the idea that I am free to choose what I throw out and if I decide to recycle or not. I also very much appreciate my privacy for what I do throw out. I don’t want my next door neighbours seeing what goes on in my house…be it boring or exciting, it’s in the privacy of my home and should not be forced to be on display for others. It’s absurd to me that my rights are going to be taken away from me very shortly and I am forced to adhere to such a policy. I recycle on my own and do not need a parenting government telling me how, when and where. I am a 31-year-old women who should be allowed to make her own decisions in her life…including what is private and what is recycled. NS government, we disagree a lot on many things but this is going over the line and taking my rights as a Canadian citizen away. You are not only taking away my right to decide for myself, but you are forcing me to push my private life to public…and this is unacceptable. Shame on you. —Feeling less free in my free country

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Posted on Wed, Aug 5, 2015 at 4:00 AM

H/\LIF/\X is a logo of the Halifax Regional Municipality
Halifax.ca copyright holder is the Halifax Regional Municipality
H/\LIF/\X translates to HLLIFLX
Halifax Regional Municipaly
-is not a place
-is not Halifax Nova Scotia
is not an incorporated city
its a "Regional Municipality
—Tangier Resident

Posted on Wed, Aug 5, 2015 at 4:00 AM

Just started job hunting for the first time in a long time and wow is it ever hard to get use to how things are done now. What happened to the simple walking in and giving a resume? Instead of this crap where you have to go online and make accounts then try to figure out the sites. Its frustrating!!!! —Wish this was a lot easier

Posted on Wed, Aug 5, 2015 at 4:00 AM

No dude, you're not a dick. If you were then at least I would have been getting fucked. Instead you're just an asshole, because you're so full of shit. —Friends without Benefits or Friendship

Posted on Wed, Aug 5, 2015 at 4:00 AM

I thought that the Explosion was meant to open us up to new bands. I understand the concept of draw, but why are there so many paletteable, hard working, easily matched bands (with plenty of draw) in town being turned down year after year, while one (regularly performing) band shows up without fail? Hey diddle diddle. Share the love. —A Cat With A Fiddle

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Posted on Tue, Aug 4, 2015 at 4:00 AM

Did anyone else notice that the "random" contestant selected in the second round had moved from the bar (where they were in the first set) to sit on the red railings to the side just before he was called up to be a contestant? Seems like they knew they were going to be selected before hand. —Drag Race Fan

Posted on Tue, Aug 4, 2015 at 4:00 AM

Living outside of metro has its perks. Nature galore with very small developed industrial parks, out of sight and mind. They are zoned for industrial uses for a reason. Land zoning is used for a reason, residential zonings keeps big ugly environmentally unfriendly buildings away from homes, canoe/kayak clubs etc. Unless you have deep pockets, then you pay your way to put your C&D recycling dump alongside those homes and clubs. Never mind the industrial park with spacious lots available. You want to rezone a residential area, complete with small children and a school bus route. Your community be damed, you own the land and run the companies so you are scratching your own back. Those pockets must be deep, since City Council is keeping suspiciously quiet as to what side they are supporting. So sure of youraelf you even dumped and buried demolished school debris complete with leaky mystery fluids before the rezoning has even been approved. Greasy! —Concerned Resident on the Eastern Shore

Posted on Tue, Aug 4, 2015 at 4:00 AM

To the awesome people who vandalized the football change room in fall river! Glad you know how to spell "Nasi"... Check out the global news vid @ 1:21 Glad you guys finished school.... —Ryan

Posted on Tue, Aug 4, 2015 at 4:00 AM

So its only 25 dollars, so I don't expect any sympathy, but hear me out. Parked in two hour (Mon-Fri 8-4) parking. After an hour 45 I left. Came back to the same area or parking zone as they call it, some two hours later. I park in close proximity ( 2 cars away) from where I was earlier. half hour later, BOOM! ticket, for parking over 2 hours. Why are these parking dicks so obsessed with every minor violation as well as making up violations. Basically HRM's interpretation of a 2 hour parking sign is that you can only park there (in that zone) for 2 hours any given day. Can't find this anywhere in a by law. Tried fighting it, also a big FAIL. Next step court... doesn't seem worth it... but tempting... —Classic bitch

Monday, August 3, 2015

Posted on Mon, Aug 3, 2015 at 4:00 AM

One thing that I have never understood about guests in restaurants is their level of expectation. My job as a server is as follows: Greet guest, take order, ensure order is correct, bring the correct order, make sure guest is enjoying what they have ordered, take payment, all while maintaining an effective workplace "flow" which sometimes means running 20,000+ steps in a shift (I've worn a pedometer that shit is nuts, no wonder I can scarf down an entire plate of burnt nachos in record time and not gain weight) and keeping a kazillion things running smoothly all at once (fellow servers, you know what I'm talking about). But aside from the circus-performer-level multitasking, my basic job per table really isn't all that hard. I bring you food, you eat. I really don't understand how some people can write me off as a human because I won't let your curious toddler try to climb under my shin length skirt and see my vagina; or fly off the handle because I can't do math quick enough while juggling 80 other things in my mind that have to be done in the next 60 seconds. And what is it with men who think that having a server gives them the permission to ask said server if they would like to get fucked? And don't expect me not to hit you if you decide it's okay to cop a feel of my ass as I walk by with a tray in my hand. A lot of us servers already have enough going on: other server stealing our tables and tips off our tables, catty servers who hate their lives and take it out on us, managers who are never there and don't even see the restaurant run but still feel like they have the authority to take shifts away from you because a guest complained that they're food got cold (when they have been camping out at the table for two hours nursing a beer - of course it's going to get cold). Again - servers have enough going on, so you problematic unrealistic guests who have no idea how working in a restaurant is - sit down and shut up. eat your meal and leave. For the rest of you guests who are RESPECTFUL thank you! You set the bar for how things ought to be.
—I wish I had a less degrading way to make money