Shouting obscenities and gesticulating so wildly you hit a woman in the face - a woman who then precedes to smack you with her purse.

Jocular Schlemiel: It's like making eye contact with a pitbull during his shift on watch.

Alicia normally just accepts double parking as a way of life in not-so-gritty Southie. But the driver of a BMW SUV double parked outside the PS Gourmet Coffee on Dorchester Street, keeping people from turning right, really got her dander up:

... [T]here was a lady behind the wheel just chatting on her cell. In that situation, if you're waiting for a friend, why not unblock the right hand lane and pull about 20 feet forward onto East Broadway? It's just common courtesy, people!

Jim Sullivan threatens to go postal the next time a supermarket bagger asks him if he wants his milk in a bag:

... Why is it that milk is the only thing the bagger at the supermarket won't automatically put in a bag? If you buy laundry detergent, it gets put in a bag. A bottle of dishwashing liquid? Into a bag it goes. Every other thing that comes in a bottle or jar finds itself in a bag after checkout. Cream - which is just milk with a college education - gets put in a bag. Hell, if you buy some paper bags, they put the paper bags into a bag. The only thing they don't automatically put into a bag is milk. Why? ...

Jason wishes to remind idiot cyclists that traffic lights apply to them as well and that next time, they might not be so lucky.

Move to Marblehead and get an honorary mention in a photo competition so you can tell the woman who won first place how the judges blew it because her photo is obviously inferior.

Spaz_i_mota wonders about the smelly guy now inhabiting the platform at Davis station:

... I'm not looking for snide remarks, its obvious he is homeless, but to be honest, and potentially non-pc, the smell of urine is really potent down there. I have noticed that he keeps to himself and really doesn't interact with anyone.

I'm not expecting someone, to offer him a place to shower, but how does this get addressed in terms of the MBTA? Is it allowed as long as he gets through the gates? ...

She was among the detestable types Rob saw the other night at Toad.

Brittany describes the way the guy tried convincing the barista to come back to his hotel room with him (in Allston?), at least, until she intervened:

... I got up, approached the counter, made a face behind his back, and looked at the girl until she told him, "Let me help her." We then proceeded to talk about tea selection and shop hours for long enough that after she was done talking to me, the girl had an excuse to walk to the back of the store without further addressing the dude. He stood around for a while longer but finally had to sit down again. ...

Ms. Bart sits on her condo board and her report on recent issues is like something out of Del Boca Vista, phase II:

... When I took out the trash on Sunday afternoon, I saw a bag dead center on top of the dumpster. I tried to climb up to toss it in the trash, but the dumpster was wet with rain. My neighbor (and employee of the management company) Wally got the bag down. Rather than toss it immediately into the dumpster, he opened it to see if the owner could be ascertained. (Our dumpster isn't exactly difficult to use. It's got sliding doors about four feet off the ground and is in excellent repair. This improper disposal was on purpose.) Well, the trash had unshredded paperwork in it. The trash belonged to Captain Recycle, a rabblerouser who once ordered a giant recycling dumpster for the community without asking anyone. His fiancee performed a 'go recycling - let's save the Earth' cheer at our last annual owner's meeting. He purposely, improperly dumped his garbage (in a manner that could have resulted in trash all over our communal gardens) AND HE DIDN'T RECYCLE!!!!! ...