notes.. the bane of any house-share

Like many people in great britain - I live in a house. now, I like my house and I like my housemates but there has been some issues regarding the washing up. A classic area of malcontent for the cleaner of humans. I'm a clean guy, I shower, occasionally shave, and try to stay stocked up on loo-roll, but personally I dont mind a bit of mess, like, not loads but I dont mind if a plate or two are lying about. you get the picture...

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.