Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Blockin’ out the scenery, breakin’ my mind
Do this, don’t do that, can’t you read the sign?
I realize that I am dating myself a bit with that song reference, but I couldn’t get the lyrics out of my mind the other day. Here are a couple of signs that I saw, that made me laugh.
First of all, this sign was in every public restroom in Berlin:
Can someone tell me who is putting bottles in the toilets in Berlin? Really? Do you see all of the things the city of Berlin feels they need to tell people not to put in the toilet? And, what is with the origami shape? Is there really an issue with Japanese tourists making origami paper sculptures and then running to the bathroom to stick them in the toilet? I truly love that this sign is paired with a sign of what to put in the toilet.
Then there was this sign in the London train station:
Brass knuckles? I understand the gun, the knife, and the hairspray…wait, hairspray? I guess that symbol is for aerosol cans in general and has nothing to do with the resurgence of ‘80s hairstyles here in London. I had no idea that brass knuckles were such a problem here.
My favorite sign to take a picture of is this one:
I took this photo with my cell phone.
Then I had the guard take this one of me: