Why not? Isn't that what it's for? —Roundabout

I'm so sick of being nickled and dimed every time I leave the fucking house. I went to the store and asked the clerk if he gave cash back. I have to make a purchase from his shit shop and he says for the 40$ I have requested, they charge $1 per $10 cash back. He wanted to get 4 bucks from me and make a sale. This shit does not cost $4... it may cost 50 cents at most for the shop to make this transaction. The only other option is to go to the ATM across the street and pay 2 dollars there and get dinged another 2 dollars from my bank. These pizza shops fucking charge me $2 for delivery when it's supposed to be free delivery just because my order came to $9.75 instead of $10.00. People in Nova Scotia are having a tough time in our crap economy and don't fucking appreciate having to give these businesses FREE MONEY for fucking nothing! I'm sick of it. From now on, the next cocksucker who tries to take advantage of me will be TOLD OFF and will lose my business forever! I'm a good loyal patron, but I will find somewhere else to spend my money rather than feed your greed. —Starving student

Thanks to the university student (I'm assuming Dal) who gave my car a push at the corner of Robie and University the other night. I would have been stuck there for hours and so would the 100 cars behind me. —Rear wheel drives suck in the snow

It was around 8:30pm when I hit the three-hour mark of the most epic “snow-vs-shovel” driveway battle of all time. So far the snow was winning. I found myself facing the icy wall that waited in between the sidewalk and the road. The sidewalk was at my back. The wall towered over me as if I was a wildling at the doorstep of the Night's Watch. To the right came a deep rumbling noise. I hesitantly turned my head, knowing full well what was to come; the sidewalk plow was on the horizon. Was all my effort in vain? Were my hard won trenches to be destroyed? I stepped aside to give way and bowed my head in submission to the beast. All of a sudden the creature swerved off its trail and pierced its way through my ice-wall foe as if a knife through butter, or peanut butter... or almond butter. Thank you sidewalk Snowplow Driver! Where once I saw an enemy, now I see a comrade. Let us, the brave Canadians, continue our eternal fight side-by-side (at least until the summer). —Is it June yet?

THANK YOU! You saw me picking away at the large, icy chunks of snow on my driveway, and you came by to plow the entire thing. You didn't ask for anything in return and only said that this will make my life a lot easier now. You have seriously made my day, especially since I was on day two of shoveling out that driveway. Thanks to you, some faith in the world has been restored. I'm sitting here crying in gratitude, and I hope nothing but good things come your way! —The Girl With The Broken Shovel

Thank you again to the pretty lady who picked up my library CD off the ground and gave it back to me on the bus. After waiting for more than an hour in the storm for a bus, only to fall flat on my face while running after it when it finally came, you were definitely my silver lining. —Clumsy Commuter

At 5am Friday morning, I was shoveling my driveway from a rampageous snow storm of biblical proportions. Then suddenly a snow plow charge up the road in my direction. My heart stopped. The man looked at me, smiled, then plowed my driveway flat, like a smooth hot pancake on a crispy cool morning. Thank you Mr. Plow! —Relieved Area Man

[Image-1} Thank you does not even come close to how grateful I am, for the young lady who returned a purse to a shop on Dresden Row on Thursday. You didn't just save someone time and money trying to replace those cards and cash, you saved a life. Literally saved a life. I wish I could explain more. I need you to know that you are an amazing, honest, kind person and I strongly believe when you do great things, then great things will happen to you. THANK YOU!!! —Mama bear

I imagine the sidewalk ploughers are getting a lot of hate today, but I noticed you go the extra mile to push sidewalk snow out of the way of my driveway and not leave it piled up there. Appreciated. —Jenn

I swear the last guy in there left his cell phone, and it's on vibrate. My vagina buzzes enthusiastically at random times. Sure hope the battery dies soon, this is annoying. —shut up kundalini