passive-aggressive post-its are for pussies...

Sarcastically spangled 3-by-3 inch squares of manilla hell and pejorative looks clutter the lanscape of my office which lacks even the most rudimentary interpersonal skills.  This is 8 hours of my daily reality that has me constantly thinking: WHAT THE FUCK?!?!  Did you think your scribbled question mark or snide remark on a little piece of paper was going to convey to me what you want or spark some kind of higher thought?  And then if I can't translate your chicken-scratch writing or derive ANY meaning from it, you explode and completely fly off the handle--for fuck's sake, just say what you want and mean!  It's like a never ending guessing game which any opponent is doomed to lose.  I wish I had known that part of my job was going to entail mind-reading when I was hired because I would have seriously considered other options--thank you, hiring manager, for conveniently failing to mention this ridiculous daily requirement.  Furthermore, when did writing illegibly on a post-it note become a widely accepted and preferred way of communicating with your employees?  This shit absolutely blows my mind.  Moreover, I think someone needs to put their big boy pants on, grow a sac, and start using his big boy words (e.g.: GROW THE FUCK UP).

I started a collection of these post-its at my desk-nook 3 years ago in an attempt to get a little humor out of this inevitable "situation" and to save a little bit of my dwindling sanity each day.  This was all peaches and cream until the perpetrator of the infamous post-its became hip to my compilation of his "work" and was highly amused which immediately robbed me of any sense of delight from giggling at my private collection.  This discovery has also prompted this person to put post-it notes on EVERYTHING of mine....even just to say "hi".  Awesome.  Thanks for ruining all of my fun, dick.  I feel SO lucky.