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Harry says this little scene was the culmination of “a classic washing-up feud” at his office in London. (Kind of adorable, right? I would SO watch a movie about anthropomorphic milk bottles with British accents.) related: Sorry, I can’t hear you over all the chattering appliances
Our submitter spotted this namanasty-gram taped to the thermostat of her hot yoga studio in Boise, Idaho. related: Namaste, asshole
This is how one guy in Wisconsin decided to let his roommate know she was using too much toilet paper. How do you suppose that went over? related: The Toilet Paper Manifesto
Our submitter in North Dakota found this birthday card from the local health clinic a little…off-putting. related: Dropping the Big C
Just in case you needed another reason to hate on LuluLemon… related: Sentimental pants
Hmm, looks like someone on the second floor could use a Snickers. related: Raging against the (vending) machine
Pro tip: if the sound of children’s laughter on a Sunday afternoon makes you curse the sky in rage, you might want to check yourself before you turn into a full-fledged cartoon villain. It might be too late for the “concerned” notewriter below. related: That means you, young man!
After a week-long “concert series” carried through the building’s heating system, Brad in Montreal says one of his fellow apartment-dwellers posted this desperate plea. related: And when I jam, I jam loud
In one Nova Scotia office kitchen, frustration with this… Led to this… Meanwhile, in Boca Raton… And then, of course, there’s the MIT approach: related: STAHP!
Writes our anonymous submitter: “Pity the fools of the Crestwood, Kentucky ‘Crips.’ They can’t even scare old ladies.” related: Oh, sure, blame it on the crackhead.
A mother in Bellevue, Nebraska found these notes in her “drawer of fun.” (Looks like somebody wants a new little brother or sister!) related: You should probably delete your search history…
Since spotting this saw this sign in her Seattle neighborhood, Bethany has been trying to imagine what sort of “legal issues” these pine trees could have created. Any ideas? related: Grow some thicker bark
“Someone at work left a giant box of these post-it notes in our break room,” says Kat in Austin: “ (Any guesses as to why they’re not flying off the shelves?) related: Right/wrong justified
Says Lem in Queensland, Australia: “Everyone at my local council always says they’re super busy. I figure it’s because they’re ‘busy’ creating extra signs to put up around the office.” related: More passive-aggressive flowcharts
Writes our submitter in Seattle: “One of the refrigerators in the workplace kitchen was smelling a bit foul. A tragedy of the commons situation turns comical…and, apparently, passive-aggressive.” related: The stars of the office petri dish
Writes our anonymous submitter from Michigan: “Yesterday, one of our salespeople was observed playing Angry Birds on her phone – with her headphones on to hear the game sounds. Today, this sign showed up in the sales office.” related: Why Facebook is soooo gonna get you fired
Frani’s roommate likes to leave inspirational messages on the fridge. (Apparently what she’s inspired was another roomie’s less-than-dazzling wit.) related: Are you inspired yet?
As Sondheim said, there’s no place like London (“filled with people who are filled with shit”) — and, not coincidentally, the home of this sign. related: The orchid thief
Jamie and her now-husband received this puzzling reply to a save-the-date card sent to his mother’s sister. Says Jamie: “We’re still not sure of the reason for the upset.” (Perhaps a bad experience with a Christmas newsletter?) related: Here comes the troll
Writes out submitter, Erica: “I work in the Lower East Side of Manhattan, in a building comprised of a variety of offices and studios (fashion brands, art galleries, recording studios, artists, etc.) I find this note exceptionally funny, because in the three years I’ve worked in this building I’ve experienced the exact same rude, pompous [...]