“I was out of the country for a week, and when I came back, I found this gem taped to the bathroom mirror,” explains our anonymous submitter in New York City”" (a.k.a. ‘Pig’). ”I’ve since moved out of the apartment — after she accused me of peeing on the bathroom floor and into the non-existent bathroom air freshener, and I decided I couldn’t take any more of her.”
Entries Tagged as 'New York'
June 1st, 2007 · 23 Comments
May 21st, 2007 · 10 Comments
I realize this example (from outside the American Legion HQ in Park Slope, Brooklyn) is not so much “passive-aggressive” as it is “crazy,” but it tickles me too much not to post. The little species/feces couplet has been painted over and re-written at least twice, so obviously I’m not the only one who appreciated it.
You can’t tell from these photos, but this little storefront stands as one of the few bastions on Fifth Avenue that the armies of invading gentrifiers couldn’t take down with their industrial-size nozzles of mrs. meyer’s and turn into a precious little bakery selling organic dog cupcakes. While I was taking these photos a man in a lawn chair was either yelling at me to stop or trying to sell me a ratty old suitcase.
May 20th, 2007 · 3 Comments
related: Spit & Vinegar
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 20th, 2007 · 8 Comments
May 19th, 2007 · 4 Comments
Spotted by Eric at Uncle Moe’s in Manhattan.
May 18th, 2007 · 10 Comments
From Emily: another example of Brooklyn’s seemingly unparalleled commitment to exasperated signage (as previously documented here.)
May 18th, 2007 · 25 Comments
Wesh snapped this a few years back in Red Hook, Brooklyn, while walking from his brother’s rehearsal dinner to the after-party bar.
Says Wesh: “What gets me are the flags. Why flags?”
(How bougie does Park Slope’s version look in comparison?)
May 13th, 2007 · 6 Comments
Update: Another one!
related: The Pooper Stooper
May 13th, 2007 · 8 Comments
There’s something so wildly theatrical about this sign, spotted in Gowanus, Brooklyn. I wouldn’t be surprised if it burst into song.