I took one day off, ONE, in the last five months to recover from a panic attack and deal with my anxiety disorder and I was fired for it. I have been an excellent employee, going as far to work unpaid time to help the owners out.

Employers in the city need to start understanding that mental health is just as serious as any illness or disability and should be treated as such.
—Stressed and depressed

Who am I? From where did I come? What is our biological family medical history? Do I have any other siblings? That's all she wants to know. I have one of my own: Why do you think she doesn't deserve to have those questions answered? She has no animosity towards you, even after 45 years. For denying her the answers, I despise the ground you walk on. I curse that in which you will be soon buried.
—Her brother

I am ready to move from Vancouver to Halifax (or anywhere Maritimes) tomorrow! I've had enough. Then final straw was this holiday season.

My mom died last July. This was my first Christmas alone, without family. I always thoguht I could count on my closest friends for support, but no. No one. No one from curling or Pride or work or any of my communities reached out. No one invited me to anything. No cards, no visits. I got one text and a Bill Murray patch from my "best friend." We are in our late-30s.....not 10 years old.

My work place hasn't even sent condolences.

I thought I should wait and give things time and let folks support me before making a decision. I've decided. It's time to move. I've hated the west coast for decades, and was only here for my mom.

I'm done. I'm actively going to look for work (in the health field) and hope to relocate ASAP and start a new life. There is nothing left for me here and I can't afford it anyway. I have no illusions things would be better there.....but I've been given a big "there is no place for you here" message. —YVRgoodbye

This must be the third week now I saw an ad in a certain weekly publication that was placed upside down. For fuck’s sake, fix it or fire your proofreader! And please, don’t tell me it was requested that way to better attract readers attention. Sure, you got my attention, but I’m not turning the fuckin’ rag upside down to read it. It’s a lame and uncreative tactic that grates on my OCD. Upright it now—the coast is clear!

What's wrong with you vegans? It's not chicken salad if there's no chicken in it! I'm sick of this. Look up the definition of butcher. You cannot be a butcher if you're talking about vegetables. I'm tired of these vegans spreading their propaganda.
—Make meat great again

If a business puts a sign on their door that isn't a promotional poster of some kind, chances are they're trying to let you know something that will affect your shopping experience. For example, when a fast food restaurant has a sign on the door that says "No beef, only chicken and fish", that means they aren't selling beef products. Maybe if you would actually read the sign before placing an order for hamburgers, you wouldn't need to waste everyone's time asking for what isn't available. Seriously, it takes three seconds, less even, to read most notices of this sort. How lazy, unobservant, or just fucking stupid are you to not be able to see the note, read the note, and either fuck off or change your plans accordingly? I know fewer people read for pleasure than in the past, but come on. How hard is it to read 10 words meant to inform you? Smarten up Halifax!
—Sometimes I feel like the only literate person in this damn city

Overheard in a popular gentrified neighbourhood of Halifax, in a hip new shop for privileged folks to splurge on novelty items:
Server: “White or whole wheat bread?”
Dumb white girl decked out in Artizia and Lululemon: “Um, I’ll go ghetto today and get white bread”
Ummm excuse me?
—Done with Halifax

I fell on a patch of ice this morning. You stopped to light your cigarette, looked at me on the ground and then quietly kept walking. You, sir, are a piece of shit. Like, would it KILL you to ask if another citizen is alright? What is wrong with people in this town?
—Bruised ass and ego

Seriously, ambulances don't put on their lights and sirens for just anyone. If it's flashing and wailing, someone is going to die pronto unless they get the care they need. I sat for over a minute on a Sunday night as cars AND pedestrians blocked an ambulance with full lights and sirens! Do you understand the difference one minute makes to your life versus to the person in the back of the ambulance? Pull the fuck over! Stop fucking walking! Make fucking room!
—Wail me a river

To the dumbass who kept asking if we carry shorts: NO, WE DON'T HAVE ANY. COME BACK IN THE SUMMER WHEN WE DO HAVE THEM! Seriously, you don't have to be so passive aggressive about it. No, I don't give a shit that you are going down south for the holidays stop guilt tripping me! Go to another fucking store and buy them brand fucking new if you want some shorts that badly. Everything we have is dictated by the donations we get so shut the fuck up and leave!
—We all secretly make fun of you in the back room