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I used to believe that when a street had a 'No Outlet' sign, it meant there was no electricity on that street. I used to also believe the signs that said 'Deaf Children at Play' meant that all the children on that block were deaf.
i used to believe that the signs for curvy roads were for snake crossings
When I was a kid, I used to believe that the "ped x-ing" signs meant "pediatrician crossing."
When i was a kid i thought that the white space in the middle of a Do Not Enter sign ment if you entred there you where suppost to write you name in that spot.One day my mom and me were going down the street and i asked her why nobodys name was ever in the white spot she said that you werent suppost to puit your name in it.
I used to believe that the Merging Traffic signs meant that the cars coming in were all from some place called Merging.
Since I can remember my mom always told me that thoughs black and yellow striped signs you see on the side of the road were "racoon crossing" signs. I believed that untill I took drivers ed.
when i was young i drove with my family to the village and i saw traffic sign that was warning that we are approaching to left turn and i used to believe that it warns us that piece of crap was on the road and that we should avoid it
We didn't have a car when I was little, so most of what I knew about traffic signs came from what I saw in my suburb. When I was lucky enough to go somewhere in the country with a relative, etc., I couldn't understand why they kept breaking the law by passing all the "DO NOT PASS" signs...
I thought for the longest time that a No Standing traffic sign meant no person should stand near that sign.
I used to believe that "do not pass" signs meant that you weren't allowed to go past that point, and got confused and almost angry when my mom passed them.
As a child on long trips on the freeway I would see the signs that said "Wrong Way" and I always thought to myself "How the hell do you know where I'm going?"
Obviously, I figured these signs out by the age 10.... :)
When my family went on long drives, I thought that the "Do Not Pass" signs meant that we were breaking the law every time we drove past the sign. I remember getting really nervous and looking for police cars.
There was a concrete plant near my house. A sign at the exit, directed towards truck drivers leaving the plant, read "Remember, when you leave this spot, YOU ARE Century-Crete." I always thought that was a warning to trespassers - if you fell in the concrete-mixing vat, there was no mercy. You were now a part of the concrete.
I used to believe those "watch for Fallen Rock" signs were about a missing person.
I'd spend every road trip looking for him.
up until I took drivers ed I thought that the speed limit sighns showed the speed you were not allowed to go. this came from everyone slowing down when they saw a cop. I never knew that people allways drive faster than the speed limit.
My dad told me when I was about 7 or so that the sign indicating a median is ahead (looks like a shoe imprint with an arrow going around the right of it) meant that there were pedestrians trying to cross the street ahead, and you had to drive real fast to avoid them.
While stuck in construction traffic, I asked my dad when the construction would end. He said he wouldn't live to see the end of construction.
Not understanding the sarcasm, I thought he was dying. My mother put me straight later that day when I told her Dad was gonna die.
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.
No passing zones on the highway. How come we just kep passing those signs?
I used to believe that the abbrieviation for crossing (XING) was Chinese and that only Chinese people could read it.
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