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I used to believe that the handicapped signs in parking lots was someone on a toilet.
I used to believe that the "No Parking" sign meant no Peeing. Sounds logical...
No passing zones on the highway. How come we just kep passing those signs?
I used to believe those "watch for Fallen Rock" signs were about a missing person.
I'd spend every road trip looking for him.
I spent some time at a cottage when I was a kid. There was a sign from the Ministry of Transportation (M.O.T) at the local marina (run by a first nations band) that said "SLOW RIGHT DOWN / NO WAKE / M.O.T"
I always figured if we didn't slow the boat down enough the sleeping MOT monster would wake up and eat us...
When I was 3 and just learning about words and reading, I noticed a sign on the road to our house that said "Speed Checked by Radar." I thought it said "Speed Chicken" and I used to love to picture this giant chicken running up and down the highway telling people to slow down.
Before I was big enough to see over the dash of the car, I used to believe that all stop signs were held up by road workers. It was okay to proceed when the worker ran away with the sign and hid in a bush. I thank my older sister for that belief.
I used to look for an Indian along the roadside because of signs that stated
"watch for fallen rock"
When I was little, I thought that a "no outlet" sign meant that the street didn't have any electrical outlets. It always puzzled me how the people in houses on "no outlet" streets could get by without power. Similarly, I thought that a "dead end" sign meant that there was a heightened risk of something bad happening on that road, so if you got hurt or died, at least you were warned.
When I was younger I used to believe that the signs that said "No Outlet" meant that all the houses down that street had no electrical outlets or electricity. I remember looking at the houses and thinking "Wow, that's a pretty house, too bad it doesn't have electricity." I always used to wonder why anyone would want to live on those streets.
A young friend of the family was driving home from a camping trip with my family at night,he was looking at the reflective road signs when he declared that he wanted to be one of the mean who turn the lights on the road signs when you drove by and off once you passed them :)
When I was young, my mother told me you had to cross the street "only on the white lines," meaning the crosswalk. But I thought this meant you could only walk on the white part of the crosswalk, so I would have to jump from one line to the next. I thought if you stepped on the black part, the cars wouldn't stop for you anymore and you would get run over! I think I've got it figured out now...
I used to believe that at "Dead Ends" like on the road that people had died at the ends of them so whenever we'd go down a dead end road i would freak out.lmao...
When I was young, I saw a sign saying "No dumping," as in no dumping trash here. I was amazed that it was illegal to dump your boyfriend/girlfriend in some places!
I used to think that the sand bags used to hold down motorway road-works signs down were plucked chickens ready for the workers dinner.
I used to think that you had to stop at a stop sign and count to five, and then you could keep going. it never occured to me that you had to look for other cars...but then, i was very young.
On some midwest highways they use white signs with a bold black plus sign to indicate an upcoming intersection. My dad used to tell us this meant the road was positively charged. I could never find any negatively charged roads.
When I read the Pedestrian X-ing signs I didn't understand the X was for cross so I tried to figure out why only pedestrians could ex and why ex-ing was only done on crosswalks.
You know the triangular road works sign with the man and a shovel or something? Well, my dad used to tell me that it was a man trying to put his umbrella up, but he couldnt do it. So every time we passed one of those signs, I would get upset because the man hadnt got his umbrella up....especially if it was raining...
My dad told us that there was an Indian who had escaped from prison and his name was Falling Rock. So every time we saw one of those signs that say "Watch For Falling Rock", we would look up and down the mountains convinced we would see that Indian lurking there. I think he probably told us this to keep us quiet on long car trips because it worked.
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