HUGS: To the very nice couple who noticed the guy who hit my car as he was backing up outside a local store. They waited for me to return to let me know. Luckily for me, as the guy tried to drive away and pretend he didn’t notice. I appreciate your concern so much, thank you.
SLUGS: Slugs to the person who wrote the long winded piece that hates on smokers. Do you drive a car? Use manufactured products? Ever step off your holier-than-thou pedestal? Perhaps your judgmental opinion of how others live their lives is the worst threat to your children.
SLUGS: Slugs to the disturbed yuppy-child accusing smokers of everything from destroying the planet to poisoning our children. Get a grip junior. It seems everyone needs someone to hate. You should direct your emotional dysfunction towards those who are actually causing your obvious pain and not some stranger with a bad habit. There are a lot of important things in this world to care about and smoking isn’t one of them.
SLUGS: A big fat slug to the person who took a butterfly right off my house. You know who you are so please return it.
HUGS: Hugs to the road repair crew for fixing the potholes at the corner of Hall Mines Road and Richards Street West. We appreciate it very much.
HUGS: To the greens crew at the local golf course who have kicked off the season in such spectacular fashion. What a great April and May. Thanks to all the crew who have made the course look so amazing despite a bit of adversity.
HUGS: A big hug to the person who returned my groceries found at a local restaurant. Your honesty is very much appreciated.
SLUGS: To the unpleasant woman who complained about everything she ordered at one of our fine dining establishments. Your loud barking at the waitress was not only rude, it disturbed the dining experience of everyone around you. It’s fine to complain about a meal, or even send it back, but the way you did it was horrid. There is obviously a good reason why you were eating alone!
HUGS: Hugs to the kind stranger who happened to come along at the right time when I was attempting to move a large couch into my new home on Carbonate Street. Without being asked, you jumped right in and helped my Dad and I as we struggled. Then you just left without waiting for a thank you. Your efforts were much appreciated.
SLUGS: To all the motorists — and even some businesses — that play their music way too loud. I’m glad you like those songs, but maybe the rest of us don’t want to hear it. Everybody worries so much about air pollution and other hazards but nobody seems to care about noise pollution.
SLUGS: To those who litter for no reason. You know who you are.
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