in the street
The restaurant Arby's has a big cowboy hat as their logo. I thought this meant it was a restaurant only for cowboys, and that you wouldn't be allowed in if you weren't a cowboy.
I used to believe that girls could take there shirts off in public because boys could but dang i was dumb
I used to think people remembered their old neighbours by thinking times they saw each other in the garden and spoke over the fence.
I used to think that if you were still in the park when the gatekeeper was about to lock up in the evening, he would come along with a megaphone and tell everyone to leave, like when the pool attendants say everybody out when you go swimming.
When I was younger, I used to think my neighbourgh was a witch because she had a big and long nose with a big spot
I used to think the landmark church in my local area was always changing location, like the moon, because you can see it from so many different places!
Until quite recently I thought KFC did sugar doughnuts because of the bakery smell. How funny
This isn't me, but my mother. As a kid, she apparently thought that if you saw the street lamps turning off, it was lucky.
I thought that the barber sign meant candy because I thought it looked like a candy cane.
I used to believe that the "no outlet" sign on roads was a warning to people driving electric cars.
As a kid, I thought "No Outlet" signs meant the houses past that point didn't have any electrical outlets.
I used to believe that speed humps were laying people, because in Colombia we call them "policias acostados" which roughly translates "laying policemen" so i used to think about that "people" staying all day laying in a street.
I used to think that if you walked on a sewer manhole cover and jumped on it, the lid would fall and you would fall in the dirty sewer. I was always afraid to walk on manhole covers because of this.
I used to believe that every street shared the same name.
If you were giving someone directions you would say something like, "Make a left on Cherry Street, then travel 4 miles and make a right on Cherry Street. Then go four blocks down until you get to Cheery Street and I live on the corner there of Cherry and Cherry streets."
I always thought the connectors on the telephone lines were flying turtles.
That streets that had similar sounding names or that started with the same letter were always located by each other. When visiting relatives in a different town, I can remembering looking for Candace Drive by Canada Street, never looking at a map, because, well it seemed like they would be by each other.
My Mom always told me that the golden rule was that you can't ride your bike without shoes on, so I believed that was the golden rule for pretty much my whole childhood.
I used to think that all the cars in a lane were all following one particular car. When asking my friends about it, one of them replied 'it's my car they're following'. And I was so amazed and jealous that my car was not the leader.
I used to believe that the garbage man was a homeless person who would collect trash to sort through it for food. I would sneak parts of my meals into the trashcan for him to find.
There used to be a store in our neighborhood that sold blinds and drapes for windows. It was called Habitat. My daughter asked me one day if it was a home for blind people.