I don’t know. I think my vision is going wonky. I was in a store the other day and kept seeing an ad for Halston perfume for men and each time I saw the ad I kept thinking hmmm… what’s wrong with this picture. Take a look:
Now… tell me … does that look like a big toe floating in a bottle? It does to me… Try as I might, I can’t figure out what the design is supposed to be, I just can’t get past the toe-in-bottle image. I suppose it’s supposed to be a reflection of some sort, but nope, still see an amputated toe in a fancy bottle, no matter how I turn the image around. Anyone have an idea as to what this is supposed to represent?
Is it too much to ask for a modicum of literacy in a bookstore?
The sign has been in place for months now and no one has corrected the sign yet. Sigh…. and the store sells books on American history for pete’s sake!
Makes you stop and wonder, doesn’t it.
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A couple times a week, I pass by an out-of-service escalator. It’s been out of service for about a year now so I don’t pay much attention to it – I’m used to seeing out of order escalators. A sign used to hang on the wall with an estimated repair time – which past 2 months ago.
The sign is gone and replaced with a new one. I’ve never bothered reading the sign until today. You’ll never guess what reason the TTC is giving for the still out of work escalator. Here’s the message (I’ll try to get a photo tomorrow):
Constricted walkway due to hoarding and ongoing escalator maintenance.
Come on! Is the TTC making fun of us?
Hoarding?
Seriously, who the hell hoards escalator parts?
Is there an International Escalator Cabal who has cornered the market on parts?
Is there a secret warehouse filled with escalator parts hidden deep in the Canadian tundra?
Really – these questions need to be answered!
Did you know Van Camp’s actually has a product called Beanee Weenees. I swear I wish I could make this type of thing up.
Would you eat something called Beanee Weenees?
I don’t think I could. I’d keep spitting up the beanees and weenees everytime I think of the name. I’d be snorting beans and weiners all over the dinner table.
Beanee Weenees? Don’t you wish you were in the marketing meeting that came up with that name?
I’m having a real Monty Python moment here in Toronto. I wander all over the city and see lots of signs – I tend to ignore most of them. But this one always gets to me. Take a look at it… it says “No Live Animals Allowed” and it shows a picture of a parrot on it. I see this in a variety of stores and coffee shops.
A couple of things about this sign give me the giggles:
Why is there a picture of a parrot on the sign? I don’t know about your city, but people here don’t tend to wander the streets with a parrot on their shoulder. You really don’t have to warn folks not to bring their parrots into any eating establishment – not even the pirates.
Is it necessary to say No LIVE Animals? Seriously, who is going to be dragging their dead pet about the city with them? Each time I see this sign, I have visions of John Cleese coming in with his very dead parrot demanding service. I asked the clerk at one coffee shop if it was okay to bring in my dead parrot but this went right over her head. She obviously has never seen the famous Monty Python skit.
My entire point is, it is not necessary to specify whether the animal is dead or alive. What frightens me is the logic that may have been behind this sadly written sign – it implies dead animals can be brought in. I never refer to my ham sandwich as a Dead Pig on Toast, nor do I call my meatloaf Defunct Ground Cow. We do not refer to our edible meat products as animals so it is unnecessary to specify the establishment will only allow dead animals in. It’s a given. The sign is referring to pets anyway. Who in hell is going to try to bring in dead Fluffy and Rover?
Let me give you a tip to help you through the day, if your pet has died, bury it – don’t take it to Starbucks for a latte.
So who created this little masterpiece? The city of Toronto. In case you are not aware of it, Toronto is a large metropolitan city, not farm country. The sign should read No Pets Allowed. Or, No Animals Allowed if you happen to be in an area rife with goats and chickens. And no caveats about them being dead or alive please and thank you.