Monday, April 6, 2009

Sign, sign, everywhere a sign.

I keep getting, ummm, signs.

A sign that arrived in an e-mailed joke a few weeks back inspired me to write about high reliability.

Then Bill ("Here's Your Sign") Engvall gave me one, causing me to make mention of the fact that all risk-reduction strategies are not created equal.

And just a few minutes ago, I found this one while checking out the Facebook page of Shelby Caldwell, a talented young photographer:

used with permission

I'm not certain if the abundance of signs means the people at this grocery store really, really, really don't want you to fall (in which case a bag boy with a shovel and some salt might confer better protection) or if they want to warn you that you're about to fall irrespective of which space you park in or which cart queue you pull from.

(It may be helpful to know that where I live snow, especially spring snow, often melts before a "snow removal crew"--ummm, bag boy and shovel--can be mobilized.)

Since I can't say it better than the 5 Man Electrical Band did many years ago, I'll leave you with this:
"Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Blockin' out the scenery,
breakin' my mind
Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign"

1 comment:

Reality Rounds said...

Hi Barb,
This sign reminds me of the Starbucks coffee labels that have to warn us that drinking hot coffee is, well, hot. There has to be some patient responsibility. Our hospital would like to let our patients self-medicate themselves at the bedside with Motrin and Colace as needed ,so they do not have to wait for a nurse. Yet, the "suits" are all fired up that a patient may inadvertently OD themselves on stool softener, and we will be literally up sh-ts creek without a paddle. So, they wait.

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