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This is P.K. Subban. He makes about $7 million a year playing for the Montreal Canadiens.
He has also committed himself to donating a minimum of $10 million to the Montreal Children’s hospital over the next 7 years. Think about that. That’s well over a year’s worth of salary. It is also the largest single donation by an athlete in Canadian history.
He believes that when parents have a sick child, they shouldn’t have to worry about money; they should just worry about helping their kid get better. He also feels a responsibility to give back to a community that has given him so much.
He also gave much of his speech in French. He takes French lessons twice a week so that he can better connect with the city he plays for. When asked about the donation, he said: "It’s not about the money; it’s about leading by example and bringing a community together. In Montreal, this is my city just as much as it’s yours. It’s my job as well to make a commitment to this city that everyone can understand. If because I play for the Montreal Canadiens and people know me because of that and I can use that to raise money for the hospital, that’s my responsibility. I feel that.“
When the 2016 dates were announced for 221B Con many people were concerned about it starting on April Fool’s Day. Last year John Oliver had his audience take a No Prank Pledge and we here at HN want to encourage you to do the same. We used his pledge as a basis for the below.
By reblogging this post you pledge the following:
“I solemnly swear that on this April Fools’ Day, I will not perpetuate a celebrity death hoax like some kind of a–hole, because that makes people sad. I will not post fake engagement or pregnancy announcements on social media. I will not hide anyone’s personal property. In fact, I will not play any practical jokes. And if I see someone planning a prank, I will say to them: ‘Hey… you’re being a dick right now. Stop being a dick. Stop being a dick. Seriously, stop being a dick.’”
Yes and Thank you!
As someone with major trust issues born of childhood trauma, April Fool’s day is a horrible holiday dedicated to eroding friendships with suspicion and hostility.
Please be kind; you don’t know what mess your fun will kick up.
A temperature chart for my fellow Americans who can’t do the Celsius-Fahrenheit equation from memory and for people in the civilized countries who’re too busy making fun of Fahrenheit to do the conversions themselves.
He doesn’t owe me a call. I know it’s most likely that he’s gotten caught up at work again or talking with his brother (who is having a hard time right now) and has forgotten or been unable to call. I know this. But when he is in the habit of calling and I am in the habit of hearing from him, it irks me when I don’t get a call. Even a text just saying ‘Hey I’m talking to Bro for a while. See you when I get home’ would be all I want. I try not to worry, but I do worry. And I get irritated. Because it’s not like I ask him to call. It is his damn idea. But now I expect it. Argh. I mean I know he’ll be fine. And he’ll apologize when he gets home, and I’ll tell him that I wish he could have called. Because I do. Even though he knows already, but he doesn’t remember right now. Ugh. I hope it’s his brother and not work bc work already kept him an hour and a half late Thursday night. These motherfucking customers need to learn common fucking courtesy. Seriously. If a store closes at 7pm and you dont leave until 8:30pm, YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE. grrrr The store closed at 6pm tonight. It is 7:40, and I still haven’t heard from him. I just wish he would tell me what’s happening so I don’t have to sit here and wonder and worry about it. Argh.
And like not five minutes after I posted this he called. He was spending some time with his brother, so it’s cool. His bro needs the support.
He doesn’t owe me a call. I know it’s most likely that he’s gotten caught up at work again or talking with his brother (who is having a hard time right now) and has forgotten or been unable to call. I know this. But when he is in the habit of calling and I am in the habit of hearing from him, it irks me when I don’t get a call. Even a text just saying ‘Hey I’m talking to Bro for a while. See you when I get home’ would be all I want. I try not to worry, but I do worry. And I get irritated. Because it’s not like I ask him to call. It is his damn idea. But now I expect it. Argh. I mean I know he’ll be fine. And he’ll apologize when he gets home, and I’ll tell him that I wish he could have called. Because I do. Even though he knows already, but he doesn’t remember right now. Ugh. I hope it’s his brother and not work bc work already kept him an hour and a half late Thursday night. These motherfucking customers need to learn common fucking courtesy. Seriously. If a store closes at 7pm and you dont leave until 8:30pm, YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE. grrrr The store closed at 6pm tonight. It is 7:40, and I still haven’t heard from him. I just wish he would tell me what’s happening so I don’t have to sit here and wonder and worry about it. Argh.
