RAVE To the clerk at the discount department store who helped me when I came in late in the evening, desperate to buy a white blouse for a new job the next morning. She helped me cheerfully and when she saw my dismay at the high prices, went out of her way to find me a blouse that was perfect and on sale for only $16. Kudos, girl! I’ll be back.
RANT To the cyclists riding their bikes in the bus lane on Second Avenue instead of using a perfectly good bike lane there. I’m concerned for your safety.
RAVE To the tire-store managers who immediately jumped into action when an elderly lady came in from the pouring rain, lost. They looked up the address of where she was trying to go, then offered to drive her there, since she’d taken a bus. I’m more than impressed with these young gentlemen.
RANT To people in water-exercise classes who gather to visit, ignore the instructor, and don’t get out of the way of people trying to move through the routines. Are you the same ones who talk through movies, cut into lines and walk four abreast on crowded streets?
RAVE AND RANT Rave to the polite, sober gentleman who approached me to panhandle. Rant to inflation — instead of asking for change, he said, “Excuse me, can you spare a couple of dollars?”
RANT AND RAVE Rant to the person who put food stamps in the bartenders’ tip jar at a fundraiser at Neighbours Nightclub. Rave to the calm, professional security guard at the event who helped me placate an unruly drag queen who thought he/she was entitled to something for nothing.
RAVE To Celeste, the car-service driver who showed up eight minutes after we called when our truck broke down on the dark, rainy Halloween night. She let us bring our wet dog into her new car and cheerfully drove us 20 miles on flooded roads to our remote house in Woodinville.
RAVE To the Providence Hospice team who helped my dad pass peacefully and with dignity. Everyone who helped him, my mom and me were just wonderful.
RANT To people, including waitresses and workers at doctors’ officers, who address people as “you guys.” I’m not a guy and I find it offensive.
RAVE To our neighbor, who single-handedly removed a large fallen tree from our street so we could get to our homes.
RANT AND RAVE Rant and “shame on you” to the several drivers who drove around the frightened, disoriented blind man in the middle of 65th Street. Rave to the drivers who waited patiently when we blocked traffic to get him safely onto the sidewalk.