Writes our submitter in Seattle: “One of the refrigerators in the workplace kitchen was smelling a bit foul. A tragedy of the commons situation turns comical…and, apparently, passive-aggressive.”

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Writes Libby in Green Bay, Wisconsin: “In my office, about 100 people share one communal fridge. One person has been bringing a gallon of milk for months and completely ignoring how much room it takes up.  Apparently, someone had had enough of their inconsiderate nonsense.”

After all, the considerate Wisconsinite would just hitch his dairy

cow up in the breakroom like everyone else.

UPDATE: The office dairy lover responds!

related: Spoiled Milk

Our submitter in Austin calls this “the result of a slowly escalating office disagreement.”

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I don’t typically like to post notes submitted by the person who left them, but I made an exception for this note by Geoff in New Zealand.

Writes Geoff:  ”Someone actually threw out my lunch (still in its container) within an hour of putting it in the fridge at work. It was a really nice lunch., too. I thought someone had stolen it, then, for some reason I looked in the garbage can…it was covered in coffee grounds and snotty looking tissues. I was mad. Next day I brought lunch again. I wanted to be sure no one would even think of doing it again so I wrote the note, photographed it so my picture would accompany the note, and wrapped it around my lunch with elastic bands. No one has ever thrown my lunch out again.”

related: With some fava beans and a nice Chianti

(via reddit)

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Really? This is the nicest possible phrasing you could come up with?

I mean, this guy even said please.

(Thanks to Ben in Dallas and Allie in Orlando for submitting.)

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Writes our submitter from Portland, Oregon: “People steal out of the fridge all the time, so I’m not sure why someone thought money would be safe taped to barbecue sauce.”

related: I hope you…

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.)

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extra credit: This Is Just to Say

Writes our submitter in Australia: “Our office has been quite settled for the past few years without any issues, but recently fridge items have started to go missing. I’ve lost my own odd pieces of lunch to our unknown thief, so I sympathise completely.”

related: Dear ‘Desperate for Salad’

Stephen in Maryland build this contraption after his sixth or seventh soda was stolen out of the office fridge. “My boss told me there was nothing I or he could do about it,” Stephen says, but he thought he’d give it a shot anyway. “I went a little overboard,” he admits, “But so far, no one’s been able to defeat the system.”

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