Entries from August 2009

Your vest smells like beaver mustard

August 31st, 2009 · 112 Comments

Today’s post is dedicated to the dirty minds in the department of double entendres. (Hey there, commenters!)

The first note, as spotted by Dana in San Francisco, needs no further introduction.

Who absconded with my beaver mustard?!!

Next up: Michelle in Orlando says this note was posted on the employee mailboxes at the theme park where she works. “Our uniforms include a vest made of wool,” Michelle explains, “and when the vests get wet they smell (fittingly) like wet animal.”

Dear Thief, Thank you for taking my umbrella!

related: covering all the bases

Tags: double-entendre alert · heart · office · p.s. · sad face · smiley · stealing · thanks (but not really)

Gone, but not bitter or anything

August 30th, 2009 · 156 Comments

Writes Marni in Brooklyn: “We tried this restaurant back when they first opened. The food was pretty bad, it took forever to arrive, and I believe our waitress quit or was fired (either way, there was some yelling) during our meal.

“Many gimmicks involving morning coffee were attempted, but the signage made the food look really unappealing, the type of cuisine was unclear, and there are so many restaurants in Park Slope that if you can’t stand out for good reasons, you’re just not going to succeed. Trying to make the neighborhood feel guilty about it ain’t gonna work.”

Of course, that doesn’t mean they won’t try!

closed sign from Delicious on the Slope in Park Slope, Brooklyn

Another small business CLOSED FOR GOOD, as spotted by the ulterior epicure in Lawrence, Kansas:

remember the cheese loved you more than you loved it, from Lawrence, Kansas

And by Erich in London, Ontario:

yet another business closed due to urban sprawl

And in Tyler, Texas:

Thank you for not shopping at Circuit City

related: Top five musical crimes perpetrated by record store customers in the 90s and 2000s

Tags: guilt trip · restaurant · retail hell · thanks (but not really)

2 notes, 1 cupcake

August 28th, 2009 · 94 Comments

This restroom sign from Baton Rouge, Louisiana manages to combine variations on two of the genre’s most irritating cliches — the rhyme that must be flushed and the clip art that must be stopped…with some additional ridiculous floral clip art thrown in for good measure.

following the "more is more" principle of design

And yet, somehow, this note manages to offend me even more. I don’t think I’ll look at cupcakes the same way again.

Sprinkles are for cupcakes, not toilet seats!

related: the “your mother doesn’t work here” of the hospitality industry

extra credit: “it’s your birthday and we do give a shit”

Tags: bathroom · clip art catastrophe · exclamation-point happy!!!! · spelling and grammar police · toilet

Facebook: a place for navel-gazing narcissists

August 26th, 2009 · 192 Comments

Seriously, how much do you want to _____ this guy in the _____ right now?  (you fill in the blank)

Next year, I think this guy and this girl should collaborate on a gigantic fucking birthday pity party.

how much do you want to _____ this guy in the _____?  (you fill in the blank)

how much do you want to _____ this guy in the _____?  (you fill in the blank)

related: you know, I’m getting input here that is relatively hostile

extra credit: Facebook is for narcissists

Tags: birthday · Facebook · guilt trip · just not that into you · most popular notes of 2009

Love is a mixed-signals tape

August 25th, 2009 · 83 Comments

Based on this Valentine — found by Matthew at his share house in London — I am citing Jane with a serious “misuse of mixtape” violation. (And “by the way,” talk about burying the lead!)

Jane, minxes like you are what keep the Seth Cohen/Landry Clarks of the world pining away for the unattainable Summer Roberts/Tyra Collettes of the world instead of making a go of it with the smart, punky, emotionally available girl with cute glasses who is so clearly the better choice. I reserve judgment on Gareth only because this note was found abandoned in a share house he no longer lives in, rather than being pressed into a scrapbook somewhere. Let’s hope he’s moved on from his infatuation with this unemployed little cock-tease.

Sorry, I don't actually fancy you, by the way! Have a nice day! Love, Jane

related: Textbook Dmitri

Tags: burying the lead · have a nice day · heart · mean girls · signed with love

Comrades, take notice!

August 23rd, 2009 · 96 Comments

Sarah in San Francisco convinced her friend Tim to take a photo of this note, the third in a series of progressively sterner notes that has appeared in his office restroom.

Writes Sarah: “I am a fan of, inter alia, the fact that the author ‘buries the lead’ in the p.s. in the middle; the phrase ‘do not leave with the toilet paper,’ as if it’s something you pick up at a bar and take home before the beer goggles wear off; the statement that toilet paper ‘belongs to the public,’ like the state’s natural resources; and of course, the threat to make the perpetrator pay…and more.”

the toilet paper belongs to the public, not the individual

Meanwhile, this note from Jen in Richmond, B.C. is both more specific and more puzzling.

comrades, take note!

I mean, subbing paper towels for TP, I understand…you gotta do what you gotta do when your rations run out. But drying your hands with toilet paper? Really, comrades?

is your washroom breeding Bolsheviks?

related: five approaches to TP maintenance

Tags: not-so-veiled threats · p.s. · stealing · toilet paper

Yeah, so your mom does live here. Point being?

August 20th, 2009 · 110 Comments

K, so, we’ve all seen a million notes like this…

sad little orphans

(Check out that sad little orphan S!)
 mom?

 "you're mom!"

 your mother = a french maid?

…but it actually takes a real mother to poke a hole in that logic.
yeah, so your mom does live here. point being?

related: Your mother doesn’t work here. Or here. Or here.

Tags: Moms & Dads · p.s. · signed with love · smiley · Your mother doesn't... · your/you're

Frig you, ya big goof

August 19th, 2009 · 126 Comments

This note, from Michelle in Denver, displays the remarkable lengths that some people will go to avoid confrontation.

“This bright-green gem wasn’t the only priceless thing visible,” Michelle says. “On the cubicle wall closest to the refrigerators was a camera…and it was actually connected to the computer and recording a live feed. This is why you don’t steal from the fridge when you work for a multimedia corporation!”

To the person who help themselves to my entire carton of eggs. I saw what you did and I know who you are. I sit 10 steps from the frig [sic] ya big good. The jig is up pal But hang on. Today is your lucky day. I'm not going to say a word to anyone. But moving forward if so much as a grape goes missing from either refrigerator, then I'm going to HR. Have a nice day :)

related: ABP on the V8

Tags: Denver · food · have a nice day · message to all intended for one · not-so-veiled threats · office fridge · smiley

On second thought…maybe I’ll just take a bath.

August 18th, 2009 · 118 Comments

Are you enjoying the last few weeks of swimmin’ pool season, kids?  Tom in Fayetteville, Arkansas was…until he saw the 11th commandment posted nearby.

Anyone who has or has had diarrhea in the past two (2) weeks shall not use the pool

And if that doesn’t make you want to suit up and dive in…

Children not toilet trained or have skin lesions, communicable disease, open sores, boils, colds, nasal or ear discharge are not admitted within pool enclosure.

POOL'S CLOSED due to AIDS and Sting Rays (who also have AIDS)

Use Bathroom (Not Our Pool)

related: Maybe “no teenagers” would have been simpler

Tags: swimming pool · that's unsanitary

An evening of congenial abnormality

August 17th, 2009 · 136 Comments

Alexandra in Renton, Washington received this invitation from a former supervisor at a hospital. “Rumors had been circulating that she and another supervisor had a personality clash, and then recently an e-mail was distributed indicating that her position had been terminated.”

The invitation gets off to a roaring start with the mention of “12 years, the first ten of them terrific,” and the “come hear all about it” seems to portend some seriously juicy trash-talking.  Says Alexandra: “I wouldn’t miss this party for the world.”

congenital conversation and memories will be served

related: You were warned never to push Carrie to the limits

Tags: farewell letter · fired · fun with malapropisms · Washington state