Perhaps Dirty Lady #2 got an office job?
Entries Tagged as 'hygiene'
November 15th, 2009 · 150 Comments
September 3rd, 2009 · 157 Comments
“Replace the roll“? Fair enough. Any special requests after that, though, I’m not so sure about. As our submitter in Lexington, Kentucky writes: “Does that extra .34-second step really cause your day to go so horribly?”
On the flipside…don’t flush ‘em, I understand. but…really, ladies? As our submitter in Orlando put it: “I don’t know what scares me more: the fact that this was a problem, or the fact that my employers had professional signs made up to deter people from doing it.”
related: a filthy hap pit
August 11th, 2009 · 142 Comments
Who knew? Apparently, every office has at least one person with an insatiable need to spread the contents of their nose on the wall.
From a hospital (!) in Washington, D.C.
July 22nd, 2009 · 161 Comments
Our anonymous submitter — a college student in Michigan — “borrowed” this note under the pretense of reading it to empathize with the recipient. “While the note itself is straight up aggressive,” she says, “I do know that it has followed months of passive-aggressiveness.” And most of these complaints, she says, are totally legit. “I’ve been in the adjoining room while she’s in the bathroom and it’s pretty offensive.”
related: Your new best friend
July 7th, 2009 · 92 Comments
Writes Jaime in Austin: “My husband and I lift weights at Gold’s Gym and we love it (no, really!) — except for their new signage reminding people to mop up their sweat.”
Meanwhile, next door…
(Well, sort of.) Kathryn spotted this similarly understated/backhanded message in an upscale Orlando, Florida boutique.
related: Like a rotten sponge
June 5th, 2009 · 241 Comments
Writes Mike in Seattle: “I work in a large in-house call center for a giant of the aerospace industry. My office has 50 to 75 technical support folks, many of whom can be somewhat…less than hygienic. Following a rash of uncharacteristically hot days, this note showed up in the mens’ room, accompanied by a bottle of Axe.”
May 3rd, 2009 · 197 Comments
Writes Matt in Los Angeles: “I went to get some of the 2% milk I keep in our communal work fridge for my coffee, and BAM! — front and center was this lovely.”
April 6th, 2009 · 373 Comments
“My co-worker had a ‘meet our bundle of joy’ party in a common space of his apartment building,” says our anonymous submitter in New York City, and these notes were peppered throughout the space. ”Not only did I opt out of ‘touching’ their baby, I also passed on digging into the bowl of Ruffles.”
related: this is all about the childern
extra credit: “Maybe You Touched Your Genitals” Liquid Soap