Cindy and her friend had a falling out. The ex-friend then sent Cindy this message on Facebook. Something tells me this post isn’t going to be the olive branch that brings them back together.
Entries Tagged as '“helpful” advice'
May 24th, 2007 · 10 Comments
May 23rd, 2007 · 34 Comments
If you missed it, Act 1 is where this saga begins. Here, we see Richard G. Sell’s frustration grow to a fever pitch…
And it continues with Act 3…
May 23rd, 2007 · 17 Comments
Jenny insists this note wasn’t just because the dude wouldn’t take her request for “Toxic.” (“The DJ really sucked!”)
May 22nd, 2007 · 36 Comments
I don’t want to oversell this, but the following series of three signs (sent in by a health-club patron who wishes to remain nameless) just became my new all-time favorite. I love so many things about Richard G. Sells’s first masterpiece (below) that I don’t even know where to begin.
The best part, I think, might be the Freudian slip mid-way through (“…without getting any of the crap in the toilet stool itself.”)
May 21st, 2007 · 17 Comments
This lovely petri dish courtesy of Ben, who explains: “While living in a house in London with 17 people from all over the world, things become way too green. This had to be done every once in a while in order to remind others not to overpopulate our kitchen with new living organisms.”
related: Maybe someone can do this dishes?
May 20th, 2007 · 24 Comments
Thanks to Rachel for bringing to light another key battleground for office passive-aggressives: the thermostat.
related: This is your friend the thermostat
May 17th, 2007 · 25 Comments
The visual aid here is genius, and I love the piggyback note. (Once two people join in, the whole thing has a tendency to spiral out of control into a massive anonymous bitchfest.)
Spotted by Steve.
UPDATE: the sign-maker writes in to claim his handiwork! Oliver explains:
I was horrified at this state, but I also did not want to be labeled as the person that left the toilet in this state. I wanted to clean up the mess but then how would I communicate my disgust to the unknown person that actually did it? So this was my solution. Document the offense including time found and then clean up.
Like I said: genius.
May 12th, 2007 · 34 Comments
At first glace, this notice — from an auto shop somewhere between New York and Atlantic City — doesn’t seem to fit the criteria for a passive-aggressive note (observe the absence of faux niceties like “please” or “thanks!!!”), but the pseudo-helpful clarification (“this means pants + shirts as a single unit…”) helps inch it just over the line.
May 12th, 2007 · 29 Comments
This card came with a box of homemade mandelbrot from my very own passive-aggressive Jewish grandmother.