Alice in Columbus, Ohio noticed this note taped to the door of a neighboring apartment. “I guess the tenants must have taken over a place that had formerly housed drug dealers and they were fed up with people coming by looking for drugs,” she says. “The note begins amiably enough — ‘Take shoes off at door’ — then takes quite a turn with its devastating conclusion.
related: This not a brothel!
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#1
The Beast Among Us
With heroin?
Sep 29, 2014 at 1:20 pm rating: 90
#2
kermit
But if I don’t look in the window, how am I supposed to read the note and be warned that you’ll shoot me?
Sep 29, 2014 at 2:14 pm rating: 90
#3
pooham
These people have never heard of ironic process theory, e.g. “Don’t think of pink elephants,” results in thoughts of pink elephants.
Sep 29, 2014 at 5:05 pm rating: 90
#4
Lita
Violators will be shot. Survivors will be shot again.
No, but seriously. What pricks. We all know they just put up this note to needle their neighbors.
Sep 29, 2014 at 6:12 pm rating: 90
#5
knitchic
If someone was peaking into my window I’d be impressed, second floor and all. Not sure I’d shoot them since they went through all the trouble of getting a ladder.
Sep 29, 2014 at 6:23 pm rating: 90
#6
FeRD
Boy, that escalated quickly. I mean, that really got outta PAN fast!
Sep 29, 2014 at 10:50 pm rating: 90
#7
JoDa
I’ve never been in a position to have my home mistaken for a place where you can get heroin, but we did once have a peeping tom (came around every night for two weeks until the police *finally* showed up fast enough one night to scare him off for good (we were lucky(ish) that this happened in the winter and we could point to the fresh footprints in the snow outside of our windows as evidence we weren’t making it up before the night they almost got him)). Maybe a PAN would have helped… “Dear Night Stalker…DON’T LOOK IN OUR WINDOWS OR WE WILL SHOOT!”
Sep 29, 2014 at 11:35 pm rating: 90
#8
Kasaba
I lived in a ground floor flat share for a period of time, where the two main bedrooms, one of which was mine, faced the front yard and street. My landlady and house mate, a burlesque dancer, would often practice “twirling her tits” with the blinds up. Or so she said. I didn’t care to go outside and look. Yet, it was in front of my room, that one of the creepers in the building often hovered while putting something in the recycling bins under my window. Nothing like looking up from what you’re doing to find a stranger outside watching you through half-drawn blinds. Then quickly shuffling off as if to say: “I also watch you while you’re sleeping. Thank your landlady for these ratty blinds.”
Sep 30, 2014 at 3:25 pm rating: 90
#9
Dave
Way back in the dark ages, my boss gave me a pager. I found out quickly that the number had previously belonged to a drug dealer named “Bumpy” since about 2/3 of the numbers that paged me were answered by someone asking for their drug delivery.
Sep 30, 2014 at 3:36 pm rating: 90
#10
Michael
This would genius advertising for a store. Who is going to read that sign and then not look inside?
Oct 1, 2014 at 7:43 pm rating: 90
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