Let’s limit this to businesses you’ve actually at least driven by yourself, okay?
In NH along route nine towards the capital, one encounters The Town Pump which is neither business that sells pumps of any sort or the hang out of a woman of easy virtue. Instead it sells antiques. Later on one drives past The Jelly Cupboard, which does not sell jelly. It does sell cupboards, however, but I personally thought the jelly was the more important part of the description until I realized what the business was.
What have you seen that doesn’t sell/do what the name suggested to you?
True Story:
My mother came up to visit and was driving around with my wife Pepper Mill, when she saw a sign at a mall for “The Spice Closet”, and said she wanted to stop in there and see what exotic spices they sold.
My wife gently steered her away from the lingerie store.
Bonus points: There really IS a store not far away that sells exotic spices. The guy who runs it is named – no joke – David Bowie
My wife and I have been considering getting a barn cat to ward off mice in our out building. Each of us, while out and about separately last week, saw a local farm with a small sign (think yard sign-sized) that said “Barn Cats” with some small print under it and a phone number. So my wife calls, and inquires about their barn cats. The woman on the other end of the phone laughs hysterically. My wife clarifies that she saw their sign and was wondering about their barn cats, and the woman goes “Oh, you’re serious?” My bewildered wife says yeah. The woman says they don’t have any barn cats; they restore old barns, their business is called “Barn Cats.”
She then asks my wife where she got the idea that they sold barn cats. My wife said “From the sign that says barn cats out in front of your house.” The woman started laughing again and my wife hung up. Either they need to change the name of their business or make the fine print on their sign easier to read while driving by on a 55-mile-an-hour country road.
I have the same general thought when I pass signs for Kalahari Water Park. I’m sure they’ve got some oasis theme going or something but nothing about this makes me think “Yay, cool time water fun!”
There used to be a place close to where I now live called Art Therapy. I assumed it was a gallery, and the name was variation on the New Age-y concepts of ‘color therapy’ or ‘aroma therapy’.
Wrong. it was the office of a pshrink who’s last name was Art.
This one puzzles me too. In the middle of the green, rolling hills of the Wisconsin Dells, sits this paean to a big desert, that is also all about fun in the water. Go figure.