We've got a few freshies over on the I, Anonymous blog—the city's playground for rants and confessions—including one that makes an eerily specific request to retail and service workers suffering from mild to severe acne:
I see what you did there. You had a zit that you just had to squeeze before i walked in. You probably thought no one would notice the now bright red blemish but I see your battle scars. I'd rather see a "ripe-n-ready" than a blown out bump oozing a clear bead of liquid any day.
Oh... kay. Ew. Read the whole disgusting thing over here, along with tales of vindictive Goodwill shoppers, Occupy protest love affairs, chronic binge drinking, and so much more.