few years ago, Ikea split in two cents a magnetic alarm clock that doubled as a thermometer / timer / stopwatch when you did turn on all four sides. Nothing like
stronzatine of these gadgets to make me lose my mind. Love it. In addition you could not buy more because the second batch released by the Swedish company was faulty. One evening the
maritonzolo decides that he wants to know absolutely what the outside temperature and puts it on the windowsill. After a while, 'the alarm clock is gone. We will never know if it was the wind or committed suicide to escape the constant rotamenti. After appropriate
cazziatone go down in the yard to pick up the pieces. If nothing else I wanted to give her a proper burial. But, surprise, I can not find anything. Not a battery, not a piece of plastic.
And that's where I designed my first (and last, I hope) "passive aggressive notes." A nice package full of please and thank you that in a few words to the thief notice of carcasses to deliver the alarm clock in the reception the next day, but without indicating who the legitimate owner.
Yes, I know, gnegnegne. But as I said many times the title of the blog is not so much for show: I really have a temper. But thank goodness I also have an internal GPS that makes me go back on my feet with an efficiency enviable.
:-) It turns out that the poor had been collecting a few minutes before the boy who lived above us and that took 2.5 seconds to figure out who was the note. Returned it to me (almost intact) in the morning after making me understand that only I could be as fetish to think that someone could steal an alarm clock for 6 €. There. So I learn.
If you at least once in life I have resisted the temptation of post-corrosive, of the outburst against the injustices of the neighborhood, the more deserved insult to people as if they were parked in the middle of the Kalahari desert, take a trip up passiveaggressivenotes . Great source of inspiration. And care.
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