Over-reacting?

Am I over reacting? Last night we got home and there was a flyer stuck on the front door. It was dark out so I peeled it off and went inside. This morning when I left for work, I locked the front door and noticed the flyer peeled off some of my paint. It's not bad but it's tacky and I am livid.

I called Ryan on my way to work and told him to find the flyer (in the garbage) and that I am going to call and chew that person out. I am guessing they won't come fix my door but I want the satisfaction of yelling at an idiot. I am sure it will make me more angry because she will probably just patronize me or ignore me but I am hot to trot on this one.

This is the second time this has happened to me and the first time I blew it off because it was below the door handle. This one is at eye level. People have no common sense. In fact, I didn't read the flyer but I would put my money on it being for a realestate agent. At least the menu people use a rubberband and hang it on the door handle. I am tempted to go find this place of business and draw on the front door with a Sharpie. ARGH! What a way to start my morning.