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When you scare the lady you like secretly

It’s always like that. When my heart just beat for a lady, when i convince myself to walk forward towards her and offer her something just loveable, i get stuck saying nothing, making me look weird and creepy and the lady get scared of the weird guy. Each time i did offer my phone number in those situation, they took it… but it was only to be sweet cause they just didn’t care about it and wanted to leave the uncomfortable situation the quickest way without risking to offend me and who knows, make me act an agressive way with her! In these situations, what i do feel, it’s to be intimidated by the size of her heart i can see through her eyes, her smile. I could never get mean, i am myself vulnerable with my heart beating like a hammer.

Year after year, i put my mind back on a way to make my life a great thing without any woman i could love in it. I try to work my way towards a career i will really enjoy.  But there are these days, these mornings, you just cannot not think to all of those who took your phone number who didn’t called back the handsome sweet guy. That’s a difficult moment, the moment you depreciate yourself of not being so wonderful, when you compare yourself to all other naughty and mean men to who, sweet womans do stick to… because girls i suppost, don’t really like sweet men, they prefer to take a mean one and work a hard way making him a little more sweeter.

The best is only yet to come. This next year will be full of new career opportunity for me. I hope this will make me forget i am a creepy guy pretty girls just want to run away.

The people have spoken

– Lire en français –    I don’t say it. Despite the various reasons given by the STM in order to support their decision to keep the free hugs outside the turnstiles, the fact remains that 89% of the people who responded to the survey initially launched on the Journal De Montréal website are clearly in favor of their presence inside the Montréal subway.

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Since all good things must come to an end, I now see myself forced to abandon my favourite location next to the small convenience store, downstairs, inside the Jean-Talon station.

Tomorrow will be another world; A world where people will no longer have to beware of strangers.

A big thank you to all the supporters of this movement, to all the people who have written me such beautiful comments everywhere on the web, to all free huggers of the universe for the wonderful work you do, no matter why do it and to all the people who have until now come to share a hug with a hugger , no matter once again why you did it.

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Les gens ont parlé

– Read in English –   Ce n’est pas moi qui le dit. Malgré les différentes raisons évoquées par la STM dans le but d’appuyer leur décision de garder les câlins gratuits à l’extérieur des tourniquets, il n’en reste pas moins que 89% des gens ayant répondu au sondage lancé initialement sur le site internet du JDM sont clairement en faveur de la présence de ceux-ci à l’intérieur du Métro de Montréal.

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Puisque toute bonne chose a une fin, je me vois désormais forcé d’abandonner mon emplacement favori, soit à côté du petit dépanneur en bas, à l’intérieur de la station Jean-Talon.

Demain sera un autre monde; Un monde où les gens n’auront plus à se méfier des étrangers.

Un grand merci à tous les supporteurs de ce mouvement, à tous ceux qui m’ont écrit de si beaux commentaires un peu partout sur le web, à tous les câlineurs et les câlineuses de l’univers pour le merveilleux travail que vous faites, peu importe la raison pour laquelle vous le faites ainsi qu’à tous ceux qui sont jusqu’à présent venu échanger un câlin avec un câlineur ou une câlineuse, peu importe encore une fois pour quelle raison vous l’avez fait.

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Amende reçue pour avoir fait des Câlins Gratuits

calingratuit-minicalinRead in english – 22 Novembre, Station de Métro Jean-Talon. J’avais les bras ouverts, portant mon chandail vert “câlin gratuit” et offrant des câlins aux passants alors que deux inspecteurs de la STM se sont approchés de moi me demandant si j’avais mon permis. Surpris, je demandai quel permis? L’inspecteur a alors ouvert son carnet du règlement et s’est mis tourner les pages en cherchant ce qui pouvais bien coller avec ce que j’étais entrain de faire. Il s’est finalement arrêté sur la règle 17, Sous-Section II de la Section VIII du règlement R-036 qui stipule constatinfractioncalinque: 17. Dans une station de métro, suite à l’obtention de l’autorisation de la Société, il est permis d’offrir en vente ou en location un service ou un bien ou d’en faire l’exhibition, la distribution ou l’exposition  à condition, toutefois, de se conformer aux autres dispositions du présent règlement.”

Ce que j’en comprends, c’est que j’ai le droit de porter mon t-shirt portant le message “câlin gratuit” mais que je n’ai pas le droit d’ouvrir mes bras.

Je sais que ces gens ont la mission de garder la paix dans le métro… mais lorsqu’ils donnent une amende à ceux qui sont actuellement en paix sur les lieux, où s’en va le monde?

Je me demande maintenant s’il est permis de rester immobile dans le métro en prétendant par exemple d’être en train d’attendre quelqu’un près du dépanneur, (sans avoir les bras ouverts), tout en portant mon chandail à message?

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Fine received for giving Free Hugs

calingratuit-minicalinLire en français – November 22, Jean-Talon Metro station, I was arms open wearing my green free hugs t-shirt offering free hugs to the passers-by and two STM inspectors approached me asking me if I had my permit. Surprised, I asked which permit? The inspector then opened its little “by-laws” booklet and turned pages until he figured out something could stick with what I was doing. He ended up giving me the fine for the Rule 17, Subsection II of the Section VIII of law R-036 which state the following: “17. In a metro station, after obtaining the authorisation of the Société, it is permitted to offer constatinfractioncalinfor sale or lease services or merchandise, or to exhibit or distribute such services or merchandise, subject to the other restrictions in the present By-law.”

What I understand of that, is that I can wear my t-shirt with “free hugs” written on it… but I can’t open my arms.

I know these guys have the mission to keep the peace in the subway… but when they give a ticket to those who actually are in peace, where is the world going?

The next question is: am I allowed to stand still in the subway, pretending let say that I am waiting for someone close to the convenience store, ( without having arms open) while wearing my message-t-shirt ?

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Feeling alone tonight, bad day

Some nights When I work late, it’s hard. I get tiered and knowing that I am still going to be alone after 3 years for bedtime, that no one is going to hold me tight, that’s hard.

I was thinking again to my refused therapy and I was wondering if I should complain or at least ask them where else I could get helped since they don’t want to help me cause I am a vanner.

It’s easy I think to say that someone is affectively dependent when yourself get at least a hug everyday from your lover, a hand to hold in the car, someone to snuggle with sometimes when listening a movie. Imagine yourself being prived of all these contacts. I know that some people seems to not need any of that to feel themselves complete… But it’s not all of them.

I am wonderful… But when I give myself the mission to go talk to a pretty girl, I get totally blocked and the only thing I am able to do is to give the impression that I am the creepiest guy in the world.

Each time then I leave looking the floor disappointed of myself. So wonderful and unable to do such simple thing. That really KILLS me year after year, day after day.

Yes, sometimes a girl walk to me. At a rate of one per year… And I had plenty of choice. Smoking, 420 friendly, alcoholic, carnivore…

Everything i hate. I’m sad the quietest simplest girl don’t walk to me but at the end I think they may probably be stuck with the same problem as I am. Except that if one walks up to me looking clumsy or creepy, I will not kick her away pretending I have something else to do for that.

well. I go to bed now. I am tiered.

Is it me or everybody’s electrified on the road tonight?

It’s Thursday night, 10 pm October, dark, cold and rainy night.

Back on the road to go home with the van,  just to get a spot between two electrified driver to climb on the highway is hard. On the highway, in town, i am at 70 on 70 km/h, right line out of three, everybody tries to push everyone else to go faster and I am the only one who’s keeping around a safe distance between the vehicle in front of me. Even the guy (or the lady) behind me is sticking to my ass like hell. As there was an empty time on my left, I moved left from one lane keeping the same speed and mister sticky passed me on the right like a jet, pedal to the metal to brake like hell a few hundred meter later for the next exit. If I could move left, he could had done the same as well to pass me on.

Well,

Some days, being on the road is a great pleasure, you can enjoy the floating on a cloud lightness of the atmosphere. Some other days, just being there is being part of a suspense movie where anything wrong could happen.

Rainy day, 80-90 km/h on the highway in town, everybody sticking to everybody’s ass leaving less than their own vehicle length between the previous car… I keep the right and lift the foot in those situations cause I feel like if i was in a room filled with gas vapour just waiting someone to click a micro switch on its cell phone to ignite an explosion.

Sorry for those who are rushed, pushing, on the road as well as anywhere in life will never lead you to your destination a quicker way!

Getting to bed now, I work tomorrow morning, I’ll be on the road today doing some in-town local delivery with 53 ft semitrailer truck. You need to keep zen with these mastodons.

Good night!

Refused for a group therapy cause i am a vanner

After one year on a waiting list at “Maison St-Jacques“, I have been refused for a group therapy for the reason of being a vanner. They claimed that my situation changed since they first met me and someone must have an apartment to be considered having a stable enough situation to comply with this three-year group therapy requirement.

It is true that in their acceptation requirement list, there is a line that says that an applicant must have “a permanent lodging place” .

I tried my best to explain that living in a van for me was not an unstable or temporary situation, but a true lifestyle choice and that I was also part-time employed three days a week as a truck driver which covers all my expenses.

Despite all my efforts, it seems that being non-conformist is a good way to disqualify yourself on some therapy.

I know that they have an old fashioned check list to pass on … but it’s the therapist personal choice to judge if it is pertinent or not to lift a flag about something that may or may not enter in conflict with the therapy itself in order to disqualify someone.

Since being open-minded isn’t a skull fracture, some therapists should get out of the closet sometimes and see that people who choose to live a different way still need to be included in group therapy in order to help them develop healthier human relations with other human being, which is most of the time one of their hardest difficulties being so different from the mainstream.

Related links:

http://www.camper-van-fun.com/living-in-a-van.html

http://www.familiesontheroad.com/

http://www.vanning.com/

http://www.nest-mag.com/living-in-a-van-down-by-the-river/