I am beginning to almost embarrass my family with the camera I carry in my purse. I whip it out for the semi-serious family shots, but mostly I’m trying to capture things to not forget. The color of something. The mood of a moment. Whatever catches my eye.
In the past two weeks, I have had to take shots of signage I think is so ridiculously obvious. But it does make me pause to wonder what the impetus was to have the sign made in the first place. Something had to have gone horribly wrong to warrant a specialty sign.
Like this one at on the wall at the parking lot at the orthodontist:
Or this one that just plain cracked me up:
With so many non-working buttons to chose from, it would be hard to choose without the written help.