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I went into full grammar-police mode on this Pasadena City College fridge

This picture is kind of hilarious and kind of disappointing/sad/outrageous at the same time. It’s a fridge at Pasadena City College – a place of HIGHER EDUCATION. I discovered it with a  friend after our sports officiating class a few months back (don’t be hatin’ – it’s the only class that worked in my schedule!) and discovered this sign. I looked up and just stared for a minute. I got out my phone immediately to snap a photo to send to my grammar-nerd friends. My friend, we’ll call her Penny, asked me, “Why are you taking a picture? What’s wrong with it?” Ugh. I sought out the response I wanted from the copy editors in my life: “WTF? Is this real?” I answered back with pinkies up in my snobbiest voice, “Yes.”

I walked by this same fridge about a week ago. I was pleased to see the cafe folks got their act together and changed the spelling to “fresh sandwiches.” They just took out the “t.” So now there’s a big gap. I quietly smile to myself as I order an iced chai each time I see that white gap on the fridge. It’s always the little things that make life interesting. I thought this would make a great entry for FAILBLOG. Check it out, if you haven’t. It’s awesome!!!

Most guys/girls sitting in front of a shop in Arcata, stooped on a sidewalk that have mangy hair and ruffled clothes usually ask for:

a. money

b. food

c. drugs/alcohol/ect.

The guy I passed in front of the Clothing Dock, tonight? He asked me if I would let him massage my feet. It wasn’t a selfless act, mind you – it was to act as “training” for his “massage class test.” I politely declined.