I found this in a yard across from some apartments. I’m guessing it felt as good to the receiver to crumple and throw it as it did for the writer to pound out that last period.
This was found in a parking lot for the downtown oceanfront access while my family was on vacation in Hawaii.
My husband was taking out the trash and found this note. We are the only ones in our neighbourhood without kids – since we can’t make out the “signature” we have been wracking our brains trying to figure out which kid is mad at his/her mom!
I work for a large corporation in a mega-complex that was built in the early 1980s. While cleaning out my desk in preparation for a move, I found this postcard jammed into the back of the drawer.
Found this at a YMCA lab I used to oversee. One of many mad notes inked on our printers with perplexing threats.
My friend found this wedged in between the bars on the underside of her desk. Our class is 3rd period, so we have no clue who either the writer or the intended receiver/offender is.
What’s the 204? An apartment number, like I know who this is and where you live? Scarrrrrrry.
I moved into a new apartment in Baltimore and started drinking early with some friends to celebrate. Needless to say, I forgot I parked my car in a small alleyway to move my things in through the backdoor. I woke up the next morning with this note on my car, which has a Pennsylvania license … Continued
I found this in my driveway one morning. At first I was really alarmed, and paranoid because I thought it was really aimed at me, but when I calmed down I realized it didn’t make sense: I am not a Generic Asshole and I have my own parking space. I liked it because I have … Continued
Whoever wrote this was pissed off. Funny part is how small the piece of paper is. It must’ve have been really late and this is all he could find to write on.