Spotted by Eric at Uncle Moe’s in Manhattan.
May 19th, 2007 · 4 comments
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 18th, 2007 · 11 comments
In evidence here, a key element of the passive-aggressive lexicon —and one of the many elevated to catchphrase status by Mike Judge.
This example comes from Peter (no, not that Peter), who has since escaped roommate living but offers these words of wisdom for those of us who haven’t: “Never trust anyone who uses post-it notes at home.”
related: Too many
May 18th, 2007 · 12 comments
From William, who notes: “Sadly, management thought this was too severe, so it was replaced with a long whiny treatise on coffee etiquette.”
related: A coffee-maker flowchart
May 17th, 2007 · 25 comments
The visual aid here is genius, and I love the piggyback note. (Once two people join in, the whole thing has a tendency to spiral out of control into a massive anonymous bitchfest.)
Spotted by Steve.
UPDATE: the sign-maker writes in to claim his handiwork! Oliver explains:
I was horrified at this state, but I also did not want to be labeled as the person that left the toilet in this state. I wanted to clean up the mess but then how would I communicate my disgust to the unknown person that actually did it? So this was my solution. Document the offense including time found and then clean up.
Like I said: genius.
May 17th, 2007 · 2 comments
From Giovanni: a classic example of the “office fridge” sub-genre.
May 17th, 2007 · 7 comments
I agree with Amy: “EST” is what really makes this one.
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.