I was hauling groceries back to my car I stepped on someone else’s shopping list. Flatly honest sentiment is a rare thing in December. I’ll sneak through the holidays with this stranger’s snit line in my pocket.
Note found on the escalator in the Phoenix Airport.
While at a conference for work, a group of other attendees wanted to go to this thrift store. I was the only one to find something.
I was riding my bike along the sidewalk, and I saw this crumpled piece of paper in the grass at the side of the road.
I found this outside the Communication Department at the University of Texas.
All I want to know: what is the relevance of the pink socks? Socks, I understand, but pink ones?
My classmates and I were working on a project in an empty dance studio at the University of Texas, and I had a printout of an email another classmate received, detailing the requirements of the project. I accidentally left it in the studio after class one day, and a week went by before I was … Continued
My son and I were walking through the parking lot of our local grocery store when I came across this little gem. The Saturday Night Fever theme song burst out of my mouth when I picked it up. It’s nice to see that the seventies are alive and well (and misspelled).
I found this at the coffee shop where I work. I wonder if whoever wrote on this dollar wanted it to be circulated, thus insulting strangers at random; or, was it meant for someone, written on, crumpled, and tossed into the lap of their fellow 7th grader, only to be inserted later into the snack … Continued