Catching Up

Life happens, you pay taxes, and then you die.

I just rediscovered the joy I used to get while posting here, so I'm back and ready to catch up. So I present a few gems that have been holed up in my computer for a while, waiting for their turn in the spotlight.

As usual, when you use the incorrect word, your meaning is lost. Although, sadly, probably not lost on most people these days, as most won't notice the error. Obviously this real estate listing has something to do with fonts:

I don't remember where this came from, and I also don't remember whether or not I tried the chilli lotto:

Most instructions seem to be written in a foreign country, so this is not an unusual mistake to see. But they are always funny. Make your way out the door, NOW! The inflatable is loosing air!

This is truly sad. Obviously this car belongs to a REALTOR. And just as obviously, this REALTOR is STUPID. There is no excuse for this.

Taken from a menu at a very nice dinner one night. I can report that the Rhubarb Pie was delicious. No barbs at all, thank goodness.

Our local pest control (a necessity in the South) sent this lovely reminder about bed bugs. Hopefully they are better at pest control than they are with spelling. Although I have to agree that hosting guests could be travailing in some ways.

That's all for now. I promise to keep my eyes open and report on more when I find them. Which isn't too hard these days. Have some examples that drive you crazy? Send them on to me and I'll gladly post them.

This Keeps Up and They'll Soon Be Endangered

This is hard to see, but a classic moose/mousse typo. From a very nice restaurant menu. Wonder if Natasha and Boris are behind this?

Today's Post Is Brought To You By The Letter N

Received this great photo all the way from Australia, from Eden. She says the owner of the shop saw her taking the picture, came out, looked at the sign, and then went back inside. The sign remained for another week. Guess it took him that long to figure out what was wrong.

Or maybe it's a cafe on the waterfront, and he meant it was for boats - as in mooring? Either way he's got it wrong.

One letter. There's only 26 of them but each one is so important. Never underestimate the power of a single letter.

Thanks Eden! Now I can say the blog has gone international :)

I'll Have The Torttia With Chedder Chesse

This bit of a menu mess (from a small cafe in Oklahoma) proves that just because you can't spell doesn't mean that you can't cook. The food was incredibly good - certainly not fancy or earth shattering, but just plain good. And reasonably priced.

But the menu - oy vey what a mess! Fortunately, despite the mess, we were still able to choose our favorites and enjoy a wonderful family lunch.

How many errors can you find? No, really - I want to know because there are too many for me to keep track of.

If anyone can figure out what 613.990R11.75 is supposed to be, let me know. Either the beignets (which, by the way, is spelled correctly - go figure!) are a tad overpriced, or they've included the bar code for those who like to think in black and white.

No Words Can Describe

At a loss here. What can I say? It makes me afraid for my children and their children and the world in which they will all have to find a way to survive. Some day, in the not too distant future, world leaders will no longer have a clue about proper grammar. The President of the United States will appear to give a "Steak of the Onion" address. And then we will know. The end is near.

Thanks to Terry for this one. It is a large sign outside of a restaurant in a college town. A COLLEGE TOWN!

"Menu withOut "ANY"...direction

Oh my. Here's another one that is too much to show in a small photo - click on the picture to see a larger view.

It's almost like a game - see how many errors you can spot! Count them out and leave a comment with your total. If there aren't enough for you to spend a few hours finding them, this is only one page from the menu. I'll see if I can get the other pages up later.

I felt bad for the place; it looks to be a small Mom and Pop restaurant, so I covered up the name.

Maggie, who sent this to me, has the (inglorious?) pleasure of working there. I wonder how hard it is to have to look at the menu every shift. Don't you want to run home, retype it, and run some new menus off for them?

At least they spelled you're correctly.

OK - I added the rest of the menu below. I didn't block the name here - it appears in too many places. Oh well. Again, click on the photo to see the menu in full glory. And yeah, I know it's a different color - not a great testament to my photo taking abilities.

A Liberal Sprinkling of Apostrophes, Please

Saw this menu a while back, before this blog existed. So I just happened (cough cough) to be there the other night and also just happened to have my camera with me.

You'll have to click on the image to see a larger version with all of the apostrophes.

I'm not sure how the menu creator interpreted the rule of apostrophe use. Maybe they weren't sure, so they just threw some random apostrophes in wherever it looked good? There doesn't appear to be any rhyme or reason their use.

I guess it could have been worse.

Um - no.