I think it's incredibly presumptuous of these electoral candidates for Oshawa to assume every person hauling ass for the train lives in Oshawa.
I never caught the name of the female who was on the platform this morning. But let's call her "Candy".
I politely told "Candy", who accosted me, that I live in Clarington (which is 100% true, so save a friggen tree and keep your propaganda to yourself) and she sputtered back in anger as she tried to thrust her purple paper into my hand, "Well maybe you know someone in Oshawa you can give this to."
Is it that bad? This desperation? I don't deserve this crap in the morning.
On the train, many of you felt like I did: Annoyed.
In fact, one train buddy, Charlotte, had a great design idea for an election sign and materials should she ever run for public office. Her idea is hilarious because she's a true fashionista. I'll whip up what she described and share it with you all sometime this week. UPDATE --> It's done!
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My favourite was the guy who parked in the handicap spot with his name all over his SUV. I didn't have time to check to see if he had a permit in his front window, but I'm guessing that he didn't...
The Rate Payer Association dude.
I didn't see one and not until you mentioned it did I just realize what a great photo op that would have been.
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