Satan’s Helpers in Bakersfield
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.
I’m Grateful
Found crumpled in the grass along a riverside walkway. I never guessed someone earning $750,000 a year would have to convince themselves it was worth it. I guess the pressure increases with the zeros.
She’s a Regular
I found this nowhere near a bar. But I still think I’d like Donna to be my wing-man.
Dear Nathan
I found this in a pile of cards in a suburb of St. Louis.
Bird Of Paradise
Found this in the front cover of the book “A Practical Guide to Unemployment Insurance.”
I Don’t Want You Telling Anyone
Found on my car, under the wipers, early one morning.
Papa’s Got a Brand New Job
I found this on the ground outside the Ballard Library. I think Papa has a hard time keeping a job and a good attitude. I wonder why someone calling herself mama has handwriting like a junior high kid?
Maybe She’ll Turn You Into A Toad?
I’ve been wistfully scanning the ground since I discovered this website, searching diligently for the perfect FOUND thing. Then last week at my local community college where I’m taking a sign language class I walked into the classroom to see the perfect specimen. I hope Michael makes it through his crisis, and wish we all … Continued
In Need of Work
I found this posted on the bulletin board in the small-town grocery store where I work.