“My spelling skills are a perpetual work in progress,” admits Kelly in Calgary. “When I told my sticky-note-happy coworker about my most recent spelling mistake caught by my boss, she decided to take action.”

related: A personal pet peive

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’

Our submitter stumbled upon this (excessively punctuated) gem while reading reviews for a product she was considering purchasing on Amazon.

related: Well, at least she reads?

“There has always been candy on the secretary’s desk at work,” writes Dennis in Louisiana, “but “someone recently moved in to the office who does not need to be eating any candy. I think the message here is pretty clear.”

related: This is a candy-optional office

As if the clients pissing in the trash cans weren’t enough…the owner of this tanning salon in Boston also can’t afford spellcheck.

related: In case you were wondering why we’re closed

David in California says that construction has been going on in his neighborhood for the past couple weeks — and apparently not everyone is thrilled with what the city is trying to accomplish. (David managed to document all of these notes when his leaving his house in the morning; they were all gone by the time he returned home that evening.)

related: The Gateway to Contractor Hell

Writes James in Newcastle, England: “This weekend my girlfriend, who lives 180 miles away, came to visit me. As you would expect, we got up to the horizontal shuffle. In the morning this note was passed under my door. I am thinking of having it framed.”

related: Your sexy schoolgirl girlfriend is frightening the kittens

Writes our submitter in Denver: “I parked my ’82 VW van in the closest guest spot to my home about a week ago, as I’ve been cleaning it out to sell it. Then I was sick for a few days so I didn’t leave the house. Today I found this on the windshield.”

related: It’s my spot and I’ll park what I want to

Writes June in Georgia: “I like tattoos. A lot. I have several, and my grandparents got to see a *few* of them for the first time during my trip to visit them in California over Labor Day weekend. Let’s just say they were…less than thrilled.” Still, that that didn’t stop Grandma and Grandpa from slipping little Junie an envelope with a bit of cash for the trip home. “I can’t imagine what they are trying to tell me!” says June.

Meanwhile, Annika in Inuvik, Canada got this bill as part of her change from a cabbie. (She passed it on later that day when she bought lunch — handing it to the cashier note-side-down.)

related: Grandma writes a thank-you note to herself

Maureen is the first to admit that when she studied abroad in Belgium, she was not the best of roommates (coming home intoxicated at 4 a.m. several times a week, an awkward run-in with a boyfriend, that kind of thing.) And yet, over the course of many months, her Belgian roommate never once complained.

One night, Maureen came home to find her roommate’s possessions neatly packed up in boxes. Before she had a chance to talk to her, everything — save this note — was gone, which Maureen interprets as “a not so subtle way of telling me she never wants to see me again.” (I’d say that’s a pretty safe bet.)

related: Would you mind moving out?