So, I comes in last night from the library where I was attempting to write an essay on salmon migration and genetic imprinting for navigational purposes (ooo get you..) and I enter the kitchen to find a note.. fair enough.. then another note.. and another.. something was afoot. The final note count was SIX peices of paper. that said there were three notes hosted by one lone slice of parchment. So whats a guy to do?
Thats right.. Write another note! Why can't i get involved? So.. I got all the notes that were dotted around and wrote a note saying (in capitals) thusly:
'WELCOME TO NOTE CENTRAL, HAVE A RIDICULOUS DAY..'
You can see this here ...a fair comment I thought. This was in no way a poke at any single member of my household, more an indication that this note culture has become somewhat out of hand. But, it seems, others dont see it that way and I got told off badways by a noter (I was the notee at the time) and then her boyfriend! A double whammy of disillusionment! I ran away back to the library which is where i received the stroppy txt messages, and discussed (laughed about) it with alex tompkins .
Have a look at 'I lick my cheese. and other notes from the frontline of flatsharing', for similar stuff.
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notes piss me off too, why cant they tell you in person? and as an evironMENTALIST you should tell them to stop leaving notes and think of the damage they do to the rainforest, unless its on recycled paper i suppose
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