Writes out submitter, Erica: “I work in the Lower East Side of Manhattan, in a building comprised of a variety of offices and studios (fashion brands, art galleries, recording studios, artists, etc.) I find this note exceptionally funny, because in the three years I’ve worked in this building I’ve experienced the exact same rude, pompous behavior.”

related: Were you raised by wolves?

The only think Derek — I’m sorry, “Dman” — had to say about this note was, “i live with some girls, and one is pretty funny.” Something tells that “funny ha ha” isn’t what comes to his roommates’ minds when mopping up Derek’s puddles of urine.

related: The Piddler on the Roof

First with the plums, now lemons? Seriously, Bill?

And by the way, I’d like my red wheelbarrow back, please. (So much depends upon it, after all.)

(Thanks to our submitters Sarah in NYC and Steve in the U.K.)

related: What rhymes with putrid?

extra credit: This Is Just to Say

Laura spotted this yard sale sign outside Peet’s Coffee Shop in Portland, Oregon.

Peter spotted a similar sign in his Long Island neighborhood a while back.

related: Garage sale drama

Today’s special comes to us from New York City, at the entrance to the building’s roof deck. (Just in time for summer, when the entire city already smells like urine and garbage!)

Meanwhile, Jenny spotted this outside a three-story office building in Vancouver, B.C.

related: Dear Bob, please do not pee out your bedroom window

Writes Nick in New York: “Those of you who have ever lived alone will remember the feeling of liberation and wild abandon that comes with getting your first solo space after a lifetime of family and crazy roommates.”

He continues: ”Unfortunately, I’ve got neighbors across a very narrow alley (about 6 feet across) and all our windows face each other. When I first moved in I noticed their shades were always down so I carried on with the kinds of things mid-20s guys do when they live alone. I have no idea what they had an opportunity to see, but it was enough to inspire them to post this note on all three windows. Whoops?”

related: Buy curtains. Please.

Rachel in New York City says one of her students proudly presented her with this card, adding, “I think it speaks for itself.”

related: Happy Valentine’s Day to the groaner upstairs

At Westside Market in New York City, a cheesemonger gives his final two (hundred and ninety-nine) cents:

related: Don’t blame us — blame the crazy lady!

extra credit: Meet The Mysterious Cheesemonger Behind The Quotable Fromage [gothamist.com]

extra extra credit: A Collection of Curiously Eccentric Cheese Labels [nymag.com]

Spotted, appropriately enough, in New York’s Theater District (though I guess Hell’s Kitchen would have made sense, too):

related: Toy Story meets The Office

“You can’t tell from the photo,” our submitter says, “but the paper quality of this notice is above average. I guess there’s no cheap printer paper for angry Upper East Side residents!”

Although our submitter admits she was surprised this wasn’t posted by a Wall Street Journal subscriber, I’d say this more or less fits with the unique approach of the typical New York Times subscriber. WSJ-ers, on the other hand…

related: Comrades, take notice! 

extra credit: The People’s Daily salutes Kim Jong Eun, 2012′s Sexiest Man Alive

extra extra credit: “Commie Mints”