RAVE To the UW Police Department officers who rescued the 9-week-old-kitten I’d just adopted when it crawled under the brake pedal and behind the dashboard when I pulled into UW Medical Center. After half an hour trying to get him out, we flagged down a passing UWPD patrol car, and the officers used a screwdriver to take apart the glove compartment and other panels, working until they pulled the purring kitty out, then putting everything back together, screw by screw. I don’t know what we would have done without their heroism — and we decided to name the cat Dashboard.
RANT To the family who went into a Vietnamese deli expecting to get a “normal” chicken sandwich, then demanded their money back. There were pictures of the food in front of you when you ordered — really, what were you expecting to get? After getting the money back, one of them cussed out the owner and another demanded her $5 tip back, making the owner get it because she couldn’t fit her hand into the tip jar to dig it out herself. I go to this place often and have always gotten fantastic food and friendly service. You people need to do us all a favor and stick to fast-food places.
RAVE To the honest person who found my $100 Costco cash card on the ground at Costco and turned it in, when you could have easily used it anonymously. You can sleep soundly with your clear conscience, as can I with my $100!
RAVE AND RANT Rave to the friends of a very intoxicated female that had the foresight to call an Uber ride (me) to haul her home, rant to same passenger for urinating in my car and smearing gum all over the seat: it’s obvious you lose control when drinking; maybe you should avoid alcohol. Double rant to the friends who let her go unaccompanied in such a state. What kind of friend does this?
RAVE To all the caring staff at Swedish Hospital First Hill, the nurses and doctors in the Adult ICU who took excellent care of my daughter and her terrified parents and family, and the admissions staff who later were helpful and reassuring dealing with insurance issues.
RANT AND RAVE Rant to the hit-and-run driver who crashed into my parked car, totaling it. The car was a sentimental gift from my mother. Rave for the thoughtful witnesses who shared information. Though the driver pretended to be responsible, a note was left that didn’t include a name, phone number or insurance info. Witnesses said her car sustained considerable damage so at least some justice has been served.
RAVE To employees at stores, banks, etc. who ask. “How is your day going?” Or “Do you have any fun plans for the weekend?” You aren’t paid enough to care about your patrons, especially the rude ones who think you are an automaton and should act like one, but you do. Thanks for the human touch in this impersonal society.