I must ask you all something. Do you hang signs in your house or office? I’m not talking about signs that offer actual information or warnings like “Exit” or “Laundry” or “Joey’s Room-Stay Out!” I’m talking about signs with dopey stuff like this one like this:
Ha! Funny stuff. Well, back at ya from the eternally eye-rolling spouse with this one: Can you just see these dueling placards decorating a special place in home populated by people so dumb, all their IQs added together couldn’t pass muster with Mensa.
I see a lot of signs since my family enjoys hunting for old stuff in antique malls. My wife finds things she can craft with. She’s incredibly inventive with how she turns something old into something new and fun. My son collects playing cards. I look for old records. What we don’t look for are dopey signs because, well, we try not to hang stupid stuff in our house which might spark a call from anyone visiting who might be worried about our sanity to call social services that might go like this:
“Yes sir. This is Morty Feid from social services. I understand you have a number of idiotic fishing signs hanging in your house.”
“Excuse me, Morty. They’re not idiotic. They’re providing valuable information regarding our regard for angling and total disregard for each other.”
“Well, Mr. Garsten. One of your neighbors gave us a call. She was concerned about your sanity.”
“Oh..you took the bait! HAHAHAHA! Bait! Get it? That should be a sign!”
MORTY HANGS UP.
Of course, not all signs pertain to fishing. Some have been created to merely convey class, or lack thereof.
Case in point, this one aimed at setting an immediate tone for visitors who need a quick pitstop:
And this one, explaining why the living room may look more like a landfill:
I always thought this one provided nice, subtle information as to where one might clean their clothing:
Of course, it’s always nice to convey to friends just how much they mean to you when they pop over for a visit:
The funny thing is, while I may see scores of signs for sale I have never once seen anyone actually buy one, or display such profundity in their homes, leading me to wonder if that’s a warning sign that one might not care to hang in their homes proof they’re a horse’s ass.