To all you jerks cutting in line for I-5 on the West Seattle Bridge. What, you're more important than everybody else? You know goddamn well you need to be in the left fucking lane. So you stop in the right lane with your left turn signal on and wait for someone to let you in as traffic stacks up behind you? Fuck you. Just fuck you.

—Anonymous

I was trying to cross the already-deadly-for-pedestrians Elliott Avenue, waiting dutifully for the walk signal. You and your logo'd-out bicyclist buddy knowingly blew the red light because you were clearly too in the zone to obey traffic signals. When you nearly took me out in the crosswalk, you yelled, "I will hit you!" You're a real credit to your sport. I no longer wonder why nonriders fucking hate bikes so often.

—Anonymous

To the young man who halted the 49 bus during Friday morning rush hour to chase after me and return my ORCA card: You are my hero. I did not adequately thank you for saving me from the embarrassment of stepping onto my transfer without the proper funds. So thank you, Returner-of-Dropped-Property-Man. Seattle's buses are more pleasant to ride because of you.

—Anonymous