My best friend accidentally booked us rooms at the wrong motel the night of her wedding. This was the first thing I saw, when closing the door.
I found this nailed to a telegraph pole on the corner of my street. It’s an intersection to a busy road, so the chances of lizard survival are fairly grim.
I was at my campus library browsing for books when I found this folded up inside one of them.
A crumpled sticky-note found in an upscale subdivision warns of an alien invasion, but carries undertones of class consciousness.
I am a teacher and one thing that I find amazing is the amount of paper waste that accumulates over the course of a day.