At least that's what his note said, along with a scathing reminder that dishes didn't wash themselves and the fungus in the bathroom was one day away from evolving into sentient life. I folded the note into an airplane and sailed it across the room. It ended up perched jauntily on top of the ancient television. It looked good there and I left it as a tribute to freedom-loving fungi everywhere.
Unfortunately, in real life, people are so incredibly quick to judge a situation before it has completely played itself out. But fortunately, in "reel" life, the audience gets an opportunity to watch things unfold, or unravel. . . or both in some cases.