Oh, thank goodness this thread is back. I tried searching for it a few days ago to no avail. I now have something to share…
I work for a brokerage firm, and just recently came across an account application for a client that works for a Glass Company in IL. He makes approx. $110,000 annually. He listed his occupation as “Glacier”, not “Glazier”. To be making that much money a year, shouldn’t you at least know how to spell your occupation correctly?
Or am I missing something?
i) He was far, far more of an icon in the US than elsewhere on the planet.
ii) I can think of a number of 17 year olds who would have difficulty placing prominent foreign figures who died a generation before they were born.
iii) It may be a product of today’s substandard educational system, but there are - believe it or not - many people who can’t even SPELL Malcolm X.
I knew, sorta, who he was when I was 13 (and British). You’d find that most British 17-year-olds have at least heard of him, although most would probably have trouble telling you anything other than that he was black.
Nathan S: I can’t believe anyone older than 10 would be surprised that there were banks in any country.
It is just possible he’s a slowly expanding block of ice, you know 
yeah, but…
My thread had squid in it.
Was driving with a friend of mine and as we approached Oregon, Illinois I jokingly said something about entering the state of Oregon and she seriously believed me. Geography is just beyond some people.
wow, I made a typo.
By the way, I’m not American.
How could a judge ask whether Italy has banks given the exploits of Andreotti and Craxi? Wow. Wow, wow, wow.
I watched Frida with my mom last week, and was surprised to learn that she had absolutely no idea who Vladimir Lenin was, or why the inclusion of his likeness in a mural at Rockefeller Center would be a source of controversy. No clue about Trotsky, either – when the Trotskys arrived in Mexico, she asked “Are they Germans?” :eek:
Okay, not getting dialectical materialism I can understand. Being fuzzy about the basic points of the history of communism, okay. But having to ask what’s going on when a bunch of cartoonish fedora-wearing industrial capitalists are complaining about Lenin by name, while his face is prominently displayed in all its Social Realist glory? Whaaa?
of course girls arent disgusted with masturbation. My girlfriend is never disgusted when she masturbates me. It cures my impotence at once.
My friends co-worker thought that the fastest way to France was to take the bridge from Canada. Why would you waste the money on flying?
My father is a retired police officer. His big boss, the chief of police got a flat tire one day. He stood there looking a bit lost when a lady came up to him offering him her bicycle pump to try to pump up the tire. His reply was “Lady I appreciate your help but I can’t do anything with your bicycle pump, your pump is for a womens bike and mine is a mens bike.”
I know I’m reviving an older thread, but I heard a hall-of-famer yesterday.
I was walking behind two guys and the sun was directly in front of us. Then I heard one guy asking the other if that was the same sun they had seen earlier today because it wasn’t in the same place.
To his credit, his friend didn’t call him the stupidest human being that ever walked the Earth and instead pointed out that the sun moved in the sky during the course of a day.
A rather morbid friend of mine refers to eggs as “chicken abortions.” I mentioned that to a vegitarian co-worker who eats eggs, just to egg her on (sorry) and she replied, “yes, but I’m pro-choice.” Good stuff.
I blame you, and whoever revived this thread but damn if I don’t have that song in my head…
And sad enough, I learned it, and Particle Man, from one very funny episode of Tiny Toons.
I remember that. I seem to recall some comedian setting up a “New Mexico Consulate” in Atlanta as protest.
I once recieved an email from Yahoo! Maps in response to an inquiry, telling me they didn’t cover areas outside the U.S…
Widh I could see what she’d do if she walked by a prominent jewelry store in our city, which, amongst the lovely things in the windows were a dozen or more little, elegantly hand-printed placards saying, “To close out a estate.” Especially when the jewelers continued to use them as the weeks and months passed. You’d think a customer or two might have pointed out that it’s AN estate. What? They couldn’t afford to have new ones made?
Reminds me of a time (maybe this belongs in the Coincidences thread) that I was sitting at the bank, looking at one of their posters hanging on the wall. I can’t remember the exact phrase, but it was something to the effect of "Your house has it’s [sic] needs too.
I was sitting there reflecting on the sadness of a national bank making such a silly error in its advertising when a woman popped up from the back, bearing a brand new sign, with the error corrected. I thought it was pretty cool that the bank was replacing all of its signage for a stray apostrophe.
One student in my 9th grade art history class asked the teacher why “old statues always show people’s gentiles”. Yes, gentiles. (She meant, of course, “genitals”.)
In 11th grade biotechnology class, the following discussion took place:
Teacher: “What’s the most sensitive [to the touch] organ in the human body?”
…
Teacher: “Here’s a hint: It’s on about 50% of the population.”
A (classmate): “The clitoris!”
Teacher: “That’s correct.”
J (another classmate): “The clitoris is sensitive to the touch? Hmmmm…”
J supposedly gets/got a lot of ass, too. :eek: Guys like this make me sad–they give the rest of us a bad name. I mean, how difficult is it to figure out, really? Even I know what it is and where it is, and I’ve never even made it to first base.
I had to look it up when I moved out here. What made me feel stupid were all the “Ditches are deadly!” bumper stickers. I couldn’t figure out what the hell those were all about.