Thanks to Larry Mudd for telling me how to make a facebook album public. Heres a compilation of some funny, sign’s that I found when I was in England last, March.
Warning: Some of the pictures on the second page of the album may be NSFW. If you don’t want to look it them at work, check them out later. They’re funny, trust me.
Mine isn’t an example of bad grammar or punctuation, but when I saw it on my drive home last night, I thought of this thread.
So I was following a truck on the highway that had on the back: Yesterday’s Meals on Wheels. Odd, I thought, but the shape of that truck looks like it could be a…nah it can’t be…
So I take my exit so I can see the side of the truck and, sure enough, it says…
At a customs area in Port Canaveral, FL, just past the point where pictures are strictly prohibited, is a large 2x3 foot white sign with 24-point black font containing citizen re-entry instructions, as well as 5-6 blatant spelling errors. It was almost like digital camera bait. (How does someone manage to misspell the word ‘all’ anyway???)
This can’t really be called “funny,” considering the tragic nature of the plane crash in Phuket on Sunday afternoon, but on the website of the airline, One-Two-Go, they’ve issued an odd statement of regret for the crash that provides phone numbers to call for, among other things, information about “responsibility of corpse transportation.”
This was not a neon sign, but one time in Pokhara, Nepal, we were walking down the street and passed a restaurant that catered to Westerners, and outside was a chalkboard advertising “Western breakfast’s.” And there was an old, slightly heavyset Western lady, I mean REALLY old, haranguing some poor staff member about the impropriety of the apostrophe. Must have been some sort of retired schoolmarm. He had a sheepish grin on his face and was trying to apologize for the rogue apostrophe, but she kept on about it.
In Penn Station in NYC, where one can take -as a last resort- the Amtrak train, there are two waiting areas. One area is reserved for those that take the “High Speed” Acela train. It is labled “Acela Express Waiting”. Where I suppose you can start waiting right away, as opposed to those that take the regular train. They have to wait to wait.
My local butcher shop has a sign in the window that says:
“Students” no “loitering” in the “parking lot”. This is right next to the sign that says: “Hot” “biscuits”. Sigh.