Why do you just push all the snow in the street making it a hazard to drive down the road? You are that lazy you can't raise a shovel? Come on. —Dartmouth driver

Dear roomie: Not sure what you do in the bathroom, but every time you come out, there is a combination of rancid odors—cheese, doo-u and feet lingering in there for at least a half hour. Take a bath please. Yuck! —Holding back vomit

So the buses were not running on Valentines Day until the evening. We needed you at work. We were closed on the 13th but we needed you in so you wouldn't get further behind in your shit. When we asked you to take a cab, you assumed that we were paying for it. I found this out when you handed me a receipt of over 35 bucks, telling me I need to either reimburse you from the petty cash or cut a cheque. Excuse me?? It's not the employer's fault that the buses weren't running. When I told you this, you tell me it wasn't your fault either and that it wasn't your fault that you have to take the bus. How was is not your fault though, really?! You don't have a fucking car! Everyone with cars managed to get in, at least late. When you insisted we reimburse you, I told you no and to get a car. You respond "with that shit 28 thousand salary you guys pay me?!". Hey bud, the door is right there if you want to leave. The employees with cars had to spend time shovelling their driveway and getting their vehicles out. And do we pay for their gas every day? Nope. So why should we pay for your cab ride just because the buses weren't running? We've never told you to not take the bus and cab instead, did we? Nope. Fuck off with your entitlement. You're not even a stellar worker. –Mr. Supervisor

Haven't you caused enough grief in the family? You still are paying your alcoholic son’s legal bills? You are going on the stand you evil woman and when you do the whole province is going to have access to your shenanigans. Go get drunk and cry on the phone tonight. Settle up and stop involving your grandchildren that is child abuse but then again they take your money and laugh at you behind your back. They don't really like you either. –You look like a toad

You let me go because I asked for time to deal with an abusive spouse. You knew what I had been through. You are the most despicable woman I have ever met in my life. You did not support me. You allowed other employees to heckle me and you encouraged it. What you did was illegal and against all company policies. You encourage no lunch breaks and free coffee while you go to get your hair done and go to the gym...WTF labour board is going on in this city? –Wake up, management!

You are a supervisor and you should not be talking to your staff about the other staff nor should you be getting other staff to do your talking for you. You can't make eye contact. You would not even have that job if you were not friends with your boss that you go on vacation with. I hope I am there when they walk you to the door. –Good luck in your job search

Does anyone in the government know that when someone calls you are expected to return the call and deal with the issue at hand. This city needs new employees from a bigger city to show you how things work in a more civilized town. there are no jobs here unless you want to work at a grocery store or on a contract with no benefits. Workplace bullies are in every work place here. Backwards comes instantly to mind. Big cities are watching and people are leaving for good reason. WAKE UP and stop allowing everyone to work from home. Um, they are not working from home they are doing their housework on company's dime. Hard workers can't get jobs here because your boss is friends with the company bully and you do her dirty work! –Moving out west for a good reason

Okay, first thing - bitching about F.M. radio is like going to Moncton in the summer and complaining about the humidity and blackflies. Suffice to say, I used to enjoy listening to a local "Live" radio station, for it's 90's playlist, predictable and limited, though it was.

So, I'd like to send a big wet sloppy infectious Valentine's kiss to the corporate geniuses who have consistently fucked it face first into the ground. First you get rid of the one announcer who had even a shred of talent or personality, probably because some Sharepoint Wizard determined that she was intellectually intimidating to your target audience. Now you plug syndicated shows and try your damnedest to imitate that special frat-boy brand of stupid that a certain other "Rock" station has made its trademark.

Let's not forget that you are continuously advertising on-air for salespeople which suggests that your bull-pen probably resmbles one of those dystopian strip-down-to-a-banana-hammock-and- fight-to-the-death-with-knives arenas made famous in bad Sci-Fi. Final hint - you probably shouldn't run that commercial where you deride other stations for dropping a little B.O.C. between their 90's alt-rock selections. Not when you do the same with mouldy old Zep, G&R and the egregious AC/DC. –Despite All My Rage I'm Still Just Nicholas Cage

May I suggest you consider raising your cardio by assisting neighbours including the elderly clear a path to their door rather than joyfully dashing down peninsular streets mid-afternoon. Only the provincial employees were exempt from reporting to work, so I surmise you're being paid for your exercise! GRRR. –Cathy

I am in the military, I serve my country, I work for the federal government. These things are a part of who I am. Throughout Halifax, I have met quite a few people who judge me for what I do for a living. I have my own views, morals, and ethics.  I don't kill people, and honestly I've done more humanitarian aid then many others. For a city that is so dead-set on having an open mind to how people live and love, there is still some room to grow. I'm not a cop, I will not arrest you. I'm not a spy, I will not report you. What I do for a living does not define who I am as a whole but an important part of who I am. —A sheep in wolf’s clothing