Our submitter, a teacher in North Carolina, received this from one of her students at the end of this year. I think my favorite part of this letter is the part that got erased — which, as far as I can make out, says, “I thought were kind of nice” and “P.S. I think you were nice sometimes.” Way to dial it back there, Faith.

no credit check loans 3rd grade and I kind of didn’t. Some of the worksheets were pretty hard. If I got to be better and good at math I probably would like 3rd grade more. How I liked you was a four-out of ten. Love, Faith” alt=”Dear Mrs. Benner, I kind of liked 3rd grade and I kind of didn’t. Some of the worksheets were pretty hard. If I got to be better and good at math I probably would like 3rd grade more. How I liked you was a four-out of ten. Love, Faith” src=”https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/491/18804535912_a974dc102e.jpg” width=”500″ height=”378″ />

Sure, she failed you, Mrs. B, but she signed it with love!

related: Teacher appreciation with first graders

Emma in Canada spotted this very un-Canadian note today in her neighborhood.

Meanwhile, Christa in North Carolina apparently takes her ripe tomatoes quite seriously, too.

related: Attack of the tomato killers!

Our submitter in Chicago found these notes were in her son’s 8th grade autograph book. “Only a few other students are going to the same high school that my son will be attending,” she writes. “These two girls are part of that group and seem eager to get on to the next year of flame-throwing. I thought the heart was a nice, passive-aggressive touch.”

Adds our submitter: “The weird thing is that these girls both appear to be so nice and docile in person.”

related: So much for “Have a nice summer, see you next  year”

Writes our submitter in Cambridge, UK: “There’s a master’s student living in our shared student house — the kind who lives off hemp protein and lentils. Anyway, the house has an hallway running through the middle, with his room on one side and a landing on the other. This note appeared on the landing the other day. I think it has the perfect combination of smiley faces, violent threats, love and climate change.”

related: Pure, unadulterated corporate greed! 

Writes Joshua in Salt Lake City: “This past year I’ve been trying to lose weight. It’s been up and down. Apparently my mother knows that.”

related: Mom is my favorite passive-aggressive Valentine

Writes Mark in the U.K.: “My friend went over to his sister’s place to house sit for a week and when he arrived he was greeted with this. The ‘help yourself to our empty cupboards’ bit is a joy in itself, but having to be told not to try on her housemate’s lingerie is a total gem.”

related: PANTY RAID!

Writes our submitter in Michigan: “My sister-in-law graduated high school recently, and apparently calling to congratulate her — as opposed to driving 1200 miles to attend the ceremony —  was a major slight.” (A slight I’m guessing she’d be willing to graciously overlook in exchange for 50 bucks or so.)

related: Congratulations! At some point in time, through no effort of your own, you were born.

Writes our submitter in Philadelphia: “We do not have air-conditioned hallways in my building, so there’s been an ongoing debate on my floor about how open the hallway windows need to be for maximum airflow.” Suddenly…SCIENCE!

related: A/C, windows, and Kelvin’s law of thermodynamics

Here’s something we rarely see around here: a happy ending!

Explains Amanda in Fort Collins, Colorado:  “Last week, the trailer that lives outside the Food Co-op had its wheel stolen, and they weren’t able to do the food drop-off. Disgruntled, Karen put this sign on the sad, one-wheeled trailer.”

Then, Amanda says, “Three days ago, a man came into the co-op. He walked up to the register and, without saying anything, put a BRAND NEW trailer wheel on the counter. ‘I saw your sign,’ he said. ‘I used to eat at the Mission, but now I don’t need to. I wanted to bring you this.’” Then he walked out.

related: The Good Samaritan

Writes Randahl in Boise, Idaho: “I love me some Tapatío, and sometimes I forget to put it back in the fridge. My wife thought Mr. Tapatío should know his place.”

related: Eat it; love it. Got it?