Recognising their gold, designer Oonagh O’Hagan compiled them into a cute-as-a-button book entitled I Lick My Cheese, which is a reference to one flatmate’s note to another to try to put them off stealing and eating their store of cheddar (or the like).
Stumbling across a notes version of this concept in the form of www.passiveaggressivenotes.com took me back to my own flat-sharing days, particularly as the first entry I saw was this, the Toilet Paper Manifesto.
Without getting graphic, I recall a specific share house where a certain flatmate never, ever, ever contributed to the household expenses or chores. I arrived home late from work one night to be met in the hallway by two of my other flatemates with a roll of toilet paper. ‘We’re conducting a social experiment,’ they said, ‘to see how long it takes [insert name of dodgy flatmate here] to buy toilet paper.’
The long and short of the story is that we had to take our own assigned rolls of toilet paper into the bathroom with us, which was a royal pain in the wazoo and that saw me caught out more than a few times. And instead of solving the mystery, it deepened it, because said dodgy flatmate took some three weeks to eventually crack and we still don’t know what he did in the interim. Shudder.
There’s lots of other gold within this website’s virtual pages, including:
- people using notes to quibble about whether a toaster is, in fact, working
- shushing a neighbour who has an annoying, early morning habit of incessant clapping
- a guy being shamed for peeing out the window
- threatening to disable walking-stick thieves with, er, walking sticks
- an ‘individual’ obsessed with drawing phalluses
- comments for the wait staff who congratulated a customer on their, er, pregnancy
- and a hole sequence of ‘this is not a door’ images.
But those warrant discovering all on their own. Happy reading.