On a shelf in my office is a handmade Christmas card from a friend, with a photo of a restaurant sign that had lost a letter, reading “Seat your elf.”
I love things like this. Sometimes it almost seems gravity has a sense of humor since so many letters fall off signs like this. When I was growing up, there was a Church of Christ along U.S. 71 on the way to Fort Smith, but the T was always falling off its sign or otherwise disappearing. I often used to joke with a friend named Chris about having a whole church devoted to him.
There are also the signs that are good advertisements for every signmaker but the ones that made them, with misspellings galore.
And then there are protest signs, more proof that you should always wait at least an hour, then reread what you wrote, or have someone else read it. Passion is a good thing, but when combined with uncontrolled anger, it tends to cloud thinking … but it gives the rest of us a good laugh (so thanks for that, I guess).
If only these protesters would take a hint from these participants at the 2010 Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear. Good advice …