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It’s not a chore; it’s a date!

Kerry — Tue, 17 Jan 2012 02:58:38 +0000

Spotted by Kathy at her office lunchroom in Seattle:

The real sad reality?

I did the dishes! Where’s my cookie?

Kerry — Wed, 14 Dec 2011 23:47:12 +0000

Explains our submitter in Ohio: ”Before leaving for winter break, the chronic dish-neglecting roommate of the house tried her hand at washing dishes for the first time.” Not content to pat herself on the back, she then posted this rationalization for why she shouldn’t have to feel guilty about the dirty dishes she’s left in the sink all year.

You can pretty much guess how that went over with the roomies…

Three never-ending office arguments

Kerry — Mon, 27 Sep 2010 22:44:58 +0000

I’d nominate all three of these for inclusion in the encyclopedia entry for “petty office debates.”

Exhibit a) From San Francisco:

Exhibit b) From Jeron in Dallas:

Exhibit c) From Monterey, California:

related: Completely valid rebuttals

Your mother doesn’t work here…so security will have to escort her out.

Kerry — Tue, 03 Aug 2010 04:07:19 +0000

I think this has got to be my new favorite (unintentional) twist on the old “your mother doesn’t work here” trope. So congratulations, overbearing office manager! The three hours of company time you spent searching for just the right clip art — not to mention your charmingly cavalier disregard for spell-check — did not go unappreciated!

P.S. I promise, from now on, I will be sure to always clean and scrub the delicious Italian rice balls so graciously provided by the Phantom Mammas infiltrating our kitchen.

Yeah, so your mom does live here. Point being?

Kerry — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 01:03:42 +0000

K, so, we’ve all seen a million notes like this…

(Check out that sad little orphan S!)

…but it actually takes a real mother to poke a hole in that logic.

Clearly seeking his master’s in diplomacy

Kerry — Mon, 15 Jun 2009 12:00:43 +0000

Our anonymous university student in Cambridge, England found this note pinned to the door of his shared college house. “The guy who wrote it moved here from America about five weeks ago and is about eight years older than the rest of us in the house. He seems to be a nice guy, but has this strange aggressive side that we are now a little wary of. Last week he cleaned out all the fridges, claiming he had not been offered any space in them, throwing away open food belonging to other people.”

Adds our submitter: “We are a pretty relaxed household and have lived with the mystery soaker for the whole year. It seems a little odd that this guy is making all this fuss so close to the end of term when we will all leave and he will presumably have the house to himself.”

related: oxford drama

Girls gone wild…with colored markers

Kerry — Tue, 10 Mar 2009 21:09:08 +0000

You decide: which masterpiece is most worthy of the Lisa Frank award for the most artistic expression of repressed rage?

Is it Exhibit a, from a hip-hop retail store in California?

Exhibit b, from an American college dorm?

Or Exhibit c, from a shared apartment in Guelph, Ontario?

Oh, and ladies? As you busy yourself with your construction paper and colored markers, never forget the most disgusting thing!

related: What, no bubble letters?

Where’s Anytime Stan when you need him?

Kerry — Wed, 13 Aug 2008 18:50:52 +0000

Sarah in Somerville, Mass. wasn’t fazed when she left her apartment one Saturday to find this otherwise “run-of-the-mill your-mother-doesn’t-live-here note”…until she rounded the corner and was greeted by photocopies of the same note taped to every available surface in the hallway.

then, the next day, another note appeared near the elevator…

…which had apparently been written on the back of yet another (more targeted) note:

“In fairness,” Sarah says, “this whole thing really is gross, and now the lobby and the hallway — in addition to the elevator — smell of vomit. I’m just not sure why the first notewriter thought that spending $10 on copies was going to help.”

And lastly, Sarah adds: “My mommy didn’t clean up my dorm, either.”

related: Going up?

The hair-on-the-wall problem

Kerry — Sat, 03 May 2008 00:02:38 +0000

This note was posted in the girls’ toilets at a college dorm in Canberra, Australia.

Later, this note was slipped under the doors of everyone on the floor.

(Click to enlarge!)

related: Losing Lisa

Two points for chutzpah, but zero for originality

Kerry — Wed, 12 Sep 2007 01:43:16 +0000

Writes our anonymous submitter in Corte Madera, California: “We have a lot of passive-aggressive notes up around the office, and most of them are addressed to the entire office staff in common areas. You can imagine my surprise when after eating lunch and going out for a smoke break with some coworkers today, we came back to find a bit of passive-aggressiveness on our lunch table — not 15 minutes after we had left it. Grrrrr.”

More choice guilt-trips from this office — including yet another “your mother doesn’t work here” note, follow.

Upon further reflection, screw you

Kerry — Sat, 01 Sep 2007 04:16:21 +0000

While Jessica was a college student in Boston, she lived in a five-person apartment with one friend and three strangers. Jess says apartment issues were rarely (if ever talked about directly (there was but one “meeting), but were instead handled through a series of “love notes” from Anne, like this one.

Most of the points in this letter, Jessica adds, were directed at one person in particular — her friend, with whom Anne shared a room. And when Anne was told to “remind people to clean” at the meeting, Jess says she and her roommates were simply referring to when and if it began to bother her. Oh, and the building’s rodent problem was a pre-existing condition.

Your mother doesn’t work here (or here, or here, or here)

Kerry — Fri, 06 Jul 2007 05:14:59 +0000