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I would always see the signs on the road that read "Grooved Shoulders" and had a picture of a man on a motorcycle. Knowing that groove, was like to dance, I thought you had to rock to the beat with your shoulders, but you had to be cool, like motorcycle dudes! I always thought that people with cameras hid behind the bushes near the sign and would videotape the people dancing and get a kick out of it, and show it on TV. I would always start dancing when we came to these signs, even if there was no music on in the car. When I saw nobody else in the car was doing it, i thought we would get arrested for not following the sign. I would sometimes start crying and my parents had no idea why. I still don't know what that sign means, but its not what I thought!!
I used to believe that when you drove down a road that said "Pass with Care" you had to care about the people that lived in the area.
My parents liked to take long drives on the weekend for something to do. In the Winter they often took us kids to a cliffside lighthouse on a narrow, windy road. As it was always foggy and raining, I used to believe that the big yellow CONGESTION sign meant "be careful or you will catch a cold"
When you leave the motorway in the UK, there is a sign saying 'end of motorway regulations'. I used to think that regulations meant congratulations and that we were being congratulated for leaving the motorway!
when I saw a sign with a deer on it I always thought deer had to cross the street by it. like a cross walk
I used to believe that the "no hard shoulder" signs on the motorway meant you had to swap your seatbelt over onto the other shoulder! I can't imagine why.
when the sign on the highway said do not pass and dad did i thought he would be in great danger
I used to think when you would drive down the road and you would pass the signs that told how many miles until a certain city when you counted to the number next to the city you were there.
I used to think that people who lived on streets with "NO OUTLET" signs did not have any electricity. I couldn't figure out why anyone would buy those houses.
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...
I was almost ten years old before I realized that the "Do Not Pass" signs on highways meant something altogether different. For years, I just assumed that everyone on the road was a terrible scofflaw, a belief reinforced by the way my father always slowed down and tried to be inconspicuous when a police car appeared.
I used to think that the road signs that read: "NO SHOULDER" meant you couldn't hang your shoulder out of the car window while driving in the area. It seemed perfectly logical to me.
When I was about 4, I used to believe that the handicapped signs were for people with really big butts. My Aunt was in a wheelchair and she always parked there, so I didn't know the difference until I saw someone who didn't have a big butt (but they were handicapped) park there and I proceeded to tell them that they were not allowed to park there BECAUSE they didn't have a big butt!
When I first started seeing the abbreviation BLVD. on street signs, I thought it stood for "beloved". I had not yet heard the word "boulevard".
When I was young, I did not understand that cars are always on the right side of the road. As a result, I believed that half of all road signs were backward. I could not figure out why it was that you had to turn your head around to read half of all road signs.
On the way to Queenstown there are sign that read "Caution Road Slumps Ahead" and near Alexandra "Caution Hill Slumps Ahead". As a child I go very worried about this imagining slumps as being some big slug like creature that would "slump" out and get you if you weren't cautious and that there were two breeds of them. Only in NZ huh?
i used to think that the road sign "dangerous" was actually "dang-er-roos" a kind of bouncy marsupial
My youngest daughter was a precocious reader. She learned to read various road signs long before she went off to kindergarten.
Every day I would drive the other children to school across the Lake Washington Floating Bridge, my youngest would read aloud all the road signs. There used to be a sign in the middle of the bridge that said "draw bridge.'' For a long long time she was convinced that this was an exhortation, and that she was supposed to bring along a pencil and tablet so she could stop and draw the bridge.
when i was young and continuing to see the pedestrian crossing sign on the way home from church/school/whatever, I wondered why they got their own cross-walk sign, because our church members didn't have their own cross-walk signs, especially in front of everyone elses homes and schools. (Thinking that Pedestrian was Presbyterian (sp?))
As a child, I grasped the notion of stop signs indicating that you should stop. However, I was confused as to how you know when to go again. Of course, my older sis gave me the answer: once you've been stopped for a while, a little man scurries out from the bushes and runs off with the stop sign, indictating that you can go.
But of course, I'd never seen the "little stop sign man", and so I assumed my mom was continuing through the stop signs illegally. So, every time she did it, I would lecture her about how we should have waited for the "little stop sign man" to come from the bushes. She was baffled, of course, and probably considered for a while that my mental health might have been somewhat less than ideal. Later, when I confronted my sister about her lie, she denied having ever said it...... thanks, sis.
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