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I don't want to be thanked for working as an emergency responder. I do it because I enjoy it, not because I want praise. But for God's sake, people, when you are in a car accident in the middle of the fucking freeway, shut the fuck up and listen. I frankly am not sorry that you and your "crew" got in an auto accident. I don't care if you get hurt or not. If you're injured, then I'll treat you. If not, have some fucking respect, shut up, and do what you are told. I realize your Saturday club hopping may have been put on hold for a few minutes because I dared tell you to stay where you were. My god, you might not make it to the New Copper Penny in time because of your car wreck, and we all know how the world would stop spinning on its axis if that happened. Next time I kind of hope you step out into traffic. And if you get hit, know that I will treat your injuries the same as anybody else. It won't change the fact that you're a stupid bitch. —Anonymous