Okay, so I have not posted in a day or so and guess I was just waiting for something (preferably hilarious) to spark a blog....well, I got a sign- a literal sign- well, not me actually...
A friend of mine was in her semi-new laundromat- her old one ruined her clothes. Hey, I just wanted to interject that ain't no one touching or folding my unmentionables but me, but I digress.
Sitting in said laundromat, she was chatting on her cell phone (and why woudn't she). She was approached by the owner who said "You cannot talk on your cell phone in here" and proceded to point to a sign that read, and I kid you not,
"Cell phones not allowed. They interfere with the machines."
Mmmmwwhhaaa???
Now I have seen a lot of signs in my life, most of which, I feel, serve their purpose...ya know like, "STOP" or "Mason-Dixon Line" but since when did a cell phone, which I can never get reception on anyway, ruin someone's laundry?
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