I just saw an apartment listing for a vegan apartment for rent. I thought it was bad telling people to smoke and not have pets, now these landlords are trying to control what you eat! Crazy shit going on in the HRM. No wonder nobody can find a place to live with lunacy like this going on. We need to enforce laws preventing landlords from acting like tyrants. This is beyond ridiculous! —Meat Eater Apartment Seeker 

Dear south end students: You’ve been living in what were formerly single-family homes for what, four months now? It doesn’t matter where you came from, in Halifax, there’s a law: we compost. That’s what the big green garbage can that is assigned to your house by the city is for. It’s not for your garbage and plastic crap. If you keep filling it with crap, it will keep not getting emptied on garbage day. And it will get so heavy that no one will be able to move it off the curb, where you annoyingly leave it. So, learn to compost, get the crap out of your green bin (yes, your problem!) and learn how to “do” garbage in 2020 (hint, there’s an app!). After half a year in school here, you got this! Signed, your non-rodent-loving neighbours.
—Non-rodent-loving Neighbour

Hiring managers of the HRM, please run your job titles and descriptions through a spellchecker before publishing positions to job boards. It isn't clear if the title "Escavator Operator" involves construction or maintaining automatic stairs. Your "Costumer Service" role involves no dressing up, and I am concerned if your restaurant needs a "Shit Manager" (I only saw this last one once, years ago, but the memory remains).

The attention to detail you put into your opportunity to make a first impression reflects the level of respect you have for employees, and this problem isn't limited to entry level positions. The government is hiring an advisor right now to run both "econonic" and also "ecomonic" analysis, a dark sign in itself for our econony.
—Unemployed Eidtor

I’ve been seriously looking for a somewhat affordable apartment (an impossible task even going way out of my budget) and wanna say a BIG FUCK YOU to every landlord who puts up a December 1st apartment ONE OR TWOS WEEKS away from that date. You know people have to put a notice in, right? If I put in my notice and can’t find a place I’ll be fucking homeless. Also $1,000 for a BACHELOR?! I’m sure being a landlord is stressful SO DON’T BE ONE if you can’t handle it. I make $17 dollars and hour and I’ll be homeless thanks to all you greedy fucks who post apartments for rent a week before you can move in.
—I Just Want A Place To Call Home

To those who work in the Agricola Street area: Please don’t park on Agricola Street! You are illegally parked and you make it difficult for clients of the small businesses on Agricola! Park in residential areas and walk a little farther! Be considerate of the community you work in!
—Small Business Trying To Make A Living!

Hey, Sunday night mothership radio host: Stop talking over the goddamn music!! Fucking cacophony.
—Sore Ears

To the woman in the bathroom stall at the gym: I don't think the multi-stall bathroom (that has no entry door and is open to the whole locker room!!) the best place to get off. I hope you don't cum here often because it was pretty selfish of you to do that at the gym. I don't want to hear that or smell that when I need to piss after a workout. And neither do any of the other unsuspecting gymgoers. How about we just do that business at home?
—Just Wanted To Take A Piss

This public space is beautiful and useless. There are so many rules (and employees reminding you of them) that it is impossible to enjoy being there. The buses of tourists and the odd local might find it lovely to stroll the pathways for five minutes, but not me. While watching my child experience pure joy in observing a duck and walking on a small patch of grass (yup, just some GRASS), I was told that this was not an area for play and that the family lawn was on the other side of the park (where there are no ducks and only an unshaded small field). I was also told during another visit that you're not allowed to WALK your bike through the park (just in case the busloads of tourists don't have enough path space and may have to step on a few blades of grass).

Just imagine a park in the middle of the city where you can sit on the ground and picnic, play with your family, be encouraged to use alternative transportation (bikes), experience beautiful gardens, and spend some time breathing in the fresh air and feeling better about your day, without the worry of breaking the rules by being comfortable. I bet the benefits would far outweigh any damage to pristine mow jobs. Wouldn't you use that space more?
—Just A Person Trying To Enjoy My City

As I stroll through our Dorian-defiled city, streets and parks chock-full of emergency workers, city employees, volunteers and scattered debris, amongst all of the people doing anything they can to help and others trying to salvage and repair what they can from the mess that's been made, there is you, having friends take your photo while you pose in front of fallen trees in our parks, or having your children stand as close as they can to the caution tape while you try to capture the perfect Insta-pic of them with the fallen crane in the background, or the guys that had their "bro" take that "sweet pic" of them while they stood in front of the vehicles that were crushed by they roof that flew off of the nearby building! None of these things are fun or cool, these are things that have caused people trouble that they now have to take care of. It's a blessing no one was seriously injured! Maybe put your camera away and see if there's anything you can do to help, rather than using this mess for photo content!
—Yes, I Am Shaking My Head At You

I'm a recording artist trying to lay down a track, but there's been a big noisy stanky diesel truck idling outside my place for the last half hour. Turn off your engine and stop idling! Not only are you ruining the environment, you're loud rumbling truck is bugging the shit out of those of us trying to werk, bitch!
—Gangsta Rapper