Tuesday, October 08, 2013

...Everywhere Are Signs...

My commute generally runs between 45 minutes to an hour.  It's not my favorite part of the day.  I have to amuse myself somehow so I don't roll into work in a crappy mood.  I've listened to comedy recordings since I began cancer treatment so I would not be consumed with worry before those doctor visits.  I decided if they got me through that, they could get me through a daily commute.  Some days, however, the comedy writes itself in the things I observe along the road.

There's been rather a lot of construction along my route.  As you'd imagine it slows things more than normal rush hour traffic.  It adds a lot of signage too.



One day as I was crawling along in bumper to bumper traffic I came across this sign.  I was feeling tense from avoiding impatient maniacs on the road so I thought, "Great!  I could really use a good shoulder massage.  My traps are so tight!"








I wasn't concerned about penalties.  I have worked with several very professional massage therapists so I know proper draping prevents any unintentional flashing.  I was getting excited now.  I'd be so relaxed by the time I arrived at work nothing would rattle me.









Then I saw this sign.  Wait!  What?  Back up just a second here! No one even started on my shoulders yet!  Way to get me anticipating  some relaxation then make me do a U-turn.  I was feeling as if false promises had been made and I was none too happy about it.










Fortunately I passed this sign.  So I guess all hope of some sort of help unwinding wasn't lost.

17 comments:

Stephen Hayes said...

Like you, I find that finding humor in everyday situations goes a long way towards keeping me sane.

Michelle H. said...

Humor is the best medicine for a gloomy and stressful day!

joeh said...

I will have to pay more attention to signs, I missed these.

Meat bingo?

Bijoux said...

G - Pork Chop!

coopernicus said...

i love that road....

(not necessarily your) Uncle Skip, said...

At one point, back about 5 years ago, GS and I were taking our own pics of road signs.
We were going to use them for something.
It was before I had any time for blogging and we were on the road about 60% of the time.
I may have to dredge up those pictures (if I can find them) and maybe do a post.
That is if my short term memory allows me to remember to do a post.

Rob said...

Yeah, that "massageus interruptus" is the worst...

Well, the second worst! ;-)

Jocelyn said...

MEAT BINGO?

I need to go get a dauber made of sausage and hit that event!

Beach Bum said...

Meat
Bingo
Sunday
?

I've got to admit that beats a somewhat similar sign I saw on a South Carolina country road:

Jesus Saves
Adult book store

Tabor said...

Having a sense of humor will solve 90% of the world's problems and I am so glad you are keeping your blood pressure down with that.

Secret Agent Woman said...

Meat Bingo. There's just a whole world of crazy out there.

Secret Agent Woman said...

Meat Bingo. There's just a whole world of crazy out there.

Suldog said...

We had our wedding reception at a Knights of Columbus hall. They had a Meat Bingo every week. Somehow, that seemed appropriate to us.

Craig said...

One shudders to think what the card would look like for that Bingo game. . .

;)

Jackie said...

Love the smiles along the way...
You made me smile!

Kat said...

Ha! Good for you! Laughter really is the best medicine sometimes. :)

Hilary said...

You're a hoot. Do I even want to know what meat bingo is?