Is That The Time?!

January21

I have wasted almost two solid hours at this site: Passive Aggressive Notes (wait, before you follow that link, there are quite a few posts and comments [actually, the posts are pretty tame. It's the comments!] with extreme language and adult themes – and that’s saying it VERY nicely, so you know, be warned and all that), a website that has people sending in the notes angry people have scribbled to others about muffin stealing and cleaning up after themselves… you know the kind! If you’ve ever had a roomie or worked somewhere they have cubicles or been to college, you will have seen dozens of them. I literally have sore sides from laughing so much. People are insane.

But now it’s way past my bedtime and I can’t think of what to write that would be worth reading. This is possibly a compelling reason to begin posting earlier in the day, yes? Then I might be able to disguise the fact that my extraordinary talent seems to be for wasting time!

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“Is That The Time?!”

  1. Avatar January 22nd, 2009 at 6:42 AM Kristin Says:

    I have Passive Aggressive Notes in my blogreader. I don’t read the comments though for the very reason you mentioned, but I love the notes. It is amazing what people write to other human beings.

    My favorites though are the ones about leaving a few seconds on the microwave and the people who can’t stand it. My remedy to this situation is to press the clear button if it it bothers you — rather than put up a note about OCD. lol

    Thanks for stopping by my place!
    Kristin
    (NaBloPoMo – The Goat)
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Being hearing impaired / deaf is lonely.
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