Showing posts with label Signs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Signs. Show all posts

Friday, October 1, 2010

Back in Ten Minutes


Woke up this morning with the sun's rays fighting through the folds of my venetian blinds. As I stepped outside, I noticed that the sun was in fact weather's version of a cock tease, and that it was freezing cold out. Brrrrrrutal.

Perhaps this is why today's post is so damn frigid - but I have a bone to pick with a local merchant. The other night, while drunkenly stumbling home, all I could think of was my desire for some crunchy Cheetos, only to find a poorly handwritten sign on my local Mac's Milk promising his return in 10 minutes. I understand that while working the midnight shift at a Mac's Milk, sometimes things come up, and a bathroom break of longer than a leak and a wash is necessitated. Fair enough, however my issue does not lie with the man and his bodily functions, but with the infinite nature of his signage. I use the term infinite in its most literal terms - because when a sign denotes the clerks return in 10 minutes, it never lists a time that the sign was placed on the storefront window.

What is the purpose of putting-up such a sign if the reader has absolutely no idea when it was posted. Am I making mountains out of mole hills? I think not. All I am asking is for some clarity. If you need to take a 10 minutes break to deposit that afternoons tandoori chicken, simply place a sign denoting the duration of the break required, and the time at which said break was taken. I don't think this is too much to ask for. Stay angry my friends.