“No Smoking- Ashtray is here to extinguish smoking materials prior to entering building”
(Smokers stand under this daily puffing away- it’s right in front of the hospital I work at, and located near an air intake.)
“Do not idle engines- air intake”
(People sit there all the time with their engines running, because the sign clearly doesn’t mean them)
“Speed Limit: 45 miles per hour”
(Dipshit asswipe tailgated me all the way down a back road this morning because I wouldn’t speed up for him. Why? Because it’s an area with loads of deer, and hitting one of those at high speed once was enough for me, thanks. Don’t like it? Lobby for a speed limit change. Otherwise, get the fuck off my ass)
You know what, I know all signs don’t make sense, but for the love of freaking Pete, can people just pay some attention once in a while? Smoking directly below a “NO SMOKING” sign? Starting a fire during a drought?
NEWSFLASH: THE RULES APPLY TO YOU, TOO. Just because it isn’t a law or you won’t get caught/in trouble doesn’t give you carte blanche to do whatever the fuck you want. Get over yourself and pay attention already.
If only life had a “Don’t be a jerk” rule. I would walk around with a “banned” rubberstamp and use it all day long.
My personal favorite is the people who will stand right next to the “Please turn off cell phones, they may interfere with medical equipment” signs in the ER yakking away on their phones all the while. And then they act indignant when asked to either turn off the phone or step outside. I’m sorry but the heart monitors are only used on people whose heart rhythms it would be a good idea to monitor. Thus, those signals are more important than your phone call.
BAH! I’ve returned without a receipt LOADS of times. Heck - once I returned something without a receipt, and only later realized I’d returned it to the wrong store!
I had a roommate in college who had adopted her life’s philosophy from a bumper sticker–“Question Authority.” Anything on a sign was anathema to her.
At our college library there was a sign on the women’s restroom door saying “Please open door slowly.” Roomie sees this, spouts some rhetoric about why the man is trying to inhibit her creativity by making her open the door slowly, and proceeds to kick the door open.
Surprise! She kicked the door into the face of a woman trying to exit the restroom. What a shocker to find out that sign was on the door for a reason. Sheeeeesh.
Later she joined the Army, so I guess her philosophy changed.
I was at the pool today with my kids. Big freaking sign by the main pool (several of them, in fact) “No children in diapers in the main pool.” And yet, I see several parents carrying diaper-wearing tots into the main pool. Excuse me, get your peeing-and-pooping kid out of the pool I’m swimming in! Now! Jerk.
Other sign: “No food on the pool deck. All food must be consumed in the designated picnic areas.” But what do I see? People unpacking full picnics on the pool deck. It draws bugs, you frigging moron! I did go complain today, after one woman’s kids kept spilling bottles of Hawaiian Punch all over. Oh, great, ants. Idiots.
Must be nice to be able to ignore the rules. :rolleyes:
Sheesh.
Yes. Yes. Yes. In fact, if the offenses become egregious, I think we should consider deportation–to any country willing to take them. Maybe give them ‘three-strikes’ per year or something.
“People sit there all the time with their engines running, because the sign clearly doesn’t mean them”
Oh, no! Of COURSE not!
“Surprise! She kicked the door into the face of a woman trying to exit the restroom. What a shocker to find out that sign was on the door for a reason. Sheeeeesh.”
Yea, really.
Questioning Authority doesn’t mean to do stupid things and it certainly doesn’t mean to break every rule in existance! Yoiks…
At work, we have two windows for placing orders. During peak periods, we hang signs above them…one says “Express Lane: Ice Cream and Drinks Only. NO FOOD ORDERS!”, and the other says “This side for FOOD ORDERS ONLY!” If we take food orders out of both windows, it backs up the kitchen, and the manager back there bitches. Usually during lunch we have a line to the street for food orders, and very few people for ice cream until after they all eat. Someone will bypass the long line, and go to the short line and start to put in a kitchen order.
“I’m sorry Ma’am, this line is for ice cream only. You’ll have to wait in that line.”
“But look how long it is! I’ve been waiting for ten minutes in this line!” (Downright lie…there usually is no line for ice cream!)
“I’m sorry, but I cant take your order here.”
“You’re not doing anything though. This is bullshit!”
This is usually the point where they storm out. Oy.
See it all the time. Local small-town Post Office has two large red-on-white “NO PARKING” signs on the space right in front of the entrance doors.
I make regular trips to the PO, and probably half the time or better, there’ll be somebody sitting there, probably while their buddy/wife/kid/friend “just runs in real quick to check”.
Once or twice I’ve done the Jadis: I’ll be walking along, in front of the car or truck parked there, and I’ll do a semi-exaggerated double-take. Stop abruptly and stare at the sign for a second, then glance over at the vehicle, then look back at the sign, then look back at the vehicle… After about twenty second of that, I’ll start walking toward the entrances again, shaking my head.
Don’t know if it gets any results, but it’s fun.
Amazing how far some people get in life, while operating on merely a brain stem.
There’s a sign right next to the building my appartment is in “No parking - fire entrance”, because that’s the way through for fire trucks in case, you know, the house is on fire! There’s this guy with a huge Mercedes who lives in the same building. He used to park his car next to the NO PARKING sign every night.
I asked myself:
why is he parking there in the first place?
why can somebody who can afford a huge Merc not affort to rent a space in the parking lot like everybody else who lives in that building?
What I did? At least once a month I put a piece of paper on his windshield with the following text:
“Is your car red and has a blue lamp and a ladder on the roof? If yes, OK. If no, please do not park in the designated fire brigade space.”
I try to talk myself into believing that he is parking there less frequently now, but I feel it’s not true… idiot!
