I found this love letter of sorts while closing at my job. I believe it was on a bookshelf in the biography section but I’m not sure.
I found this in the back of a used Spanish textbook ordered on Amazon.com.
I found this a few months ago at a bus-stop. Apparently the staff do not understand that liquids don’t go in rice boxes.
A co-worker knocked the metal piece off the top of her cubicle, and hidden underneath were a few notes. I made a photocopy before replacing them. it’s almost like a time capsule; I am thinking of adding “Obama ’08″ on my own scrap.
I was out walking my dog in the neighborhood during one of the first days of spring. We crossed the street and I saw this.
I was getting quarters at the “ghetto carwash” when I saw this note ripped in half and lying on top of the trash can. It’s true, the one on Broadway is A LOT nicer.
My dad just called me laughing hysterically- he found this note blown into his yard. Mike is his asshole neighbor’s kid who just graduated high school. Ha ha.
I purchased a copy of “Jim Henson’s Designs and Doodles” and found this note crammed in the front cover. The person to whom this note is addressed and myself have the same name.
My co-workers and I found this note attached to the shared office refrigerator, which was down the hall and around the corner from our little pod.
I work in a photocopy place and the other day I stumbled across this box of forgotten photos and papers. I had no idea they had sweatshops for making Christmas tree balls. I love her dress, and how they’re drying the balls on long sticks, it really intrigues me.