spotted by cara at a laundromat in ucluelet, british columbia…

related: it’s pat!

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marcus in leicester, u.k. found this stuck to the lid of the toilet by one of his housemates. “i’d understand if it was the seat,” he says, “but the lid?”

i’m with marcus, here — i don’t think this is some kind of dear abby “does the toilet paper go over or under?” type issue. is [...]

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writes deanne: “because orlando prides itself on being a friendly city, we tend to do most of our dirty work via passive-aggressive notes and signs. this one is from the front door of a tacky tourist shop on international drive. i can get past the reference to ‘plane rude’ but the ‘macdonalds’ analogy is a [...]

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i think what fascinates me most about this e-mail, from the head of the party planning committee — excuse me, “fun fund” — at an office in toronto, is the subject line. not only does the writer ignore the obvious “let them eat cake,” she vetoes the direct approach (”hey, fatty“) in favor of the [...]

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writes an anonymous submitter in new york city: “so, my mom bought me this doormat that says ‘leave.’ ya know, haha, funny joke, like the ones that say ‘go away.’ well, apparently my neighbor didn’t find it too humorous.”

adds our submitter: “some back story: the woman has lived in the apt across the hall for [...]

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oh, how i love (totally tacky) reply-all e-mails.

thanks to kate in new york city, who says she has a whole inbox full of e-mails like this from the coworkers at her law firm.

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after receiving numerous “helpful tips” from her roommate at the university of minnesota…

lydia decided to add a few post-its of her own.

(the large signs on the oven and the microwave were already there.)

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this note is like the teenager who manages to contain themselves long enough to grudgingly recite a lengthy mandated apology, but then can’t resist turning around and giving the finger afterwards…or the perky flight attendant who finally cracks when the drunk fat guy hits the call button again at the end of a long flight. [...]

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