Weekly Whacked: Public Service Annunkmnt

 

I just . . . guys, I just don’t have the words.  I’m gonna give it a go though . . .

So, in my office building, there is one bathroom for each set of pipes (lady parts/guy bits) on each floor.  Now, obviously, the bathrooms are not a high priority for the building, since routinely there is no TP in either of the 4 stalls by the end of the day, we often have to do the air drying, pat the pants water absorbancy technique for our hands, and there is usually something in there that is out-of-order, be it the sinks or the soap dispensers (which, let’s be honest, is a really good day if they even HAVE soap in them).   This is all to say that we are used to something not being quite right with the pottys. 

So, of course, as is the norm, the middle of the three sinks has been clogged for the last 3 days.  You can use it, but you have to try to avoid the cess-pool of a swamp collecting underneath your soon to be cleaned off hands.  Which is slowly rising while water is running over your soapy digits.  Kind of like a zombie germ invasion if you will.  They are shuffling slowly towards you, sure, but they will still eat your brains if you stand there long enough. 

Anywho, today I went into the bathroom around lunchtime to get all the work germies off my hands before eating (I work in the City, so cleansing is a must on a regular basis), and as I went to wash my hands in the middle sink, momentarily forgetting that it has not been in proper working condition for the past few days, I looked down . . . and saw this:

You're what now?

Jesus. H. Christ on a cracker.  What the fuck?

Ok, let’s break this down then.  I have to assume that someone is trying to say that the sink is “Broke.”  I have to assume this.  What else could you conclude?  I’ve been trying now to come up with some sort of explanation to soothe my worried mind about this one monstrosity of a word, but just Cannot. Fucking. Come. Up. With. Anything.  Except that someone was trying to spell BROKE.  And what they ended up writing was RROOK. 

Are you fucking kidding me here?  Is this some sort of prank to make me lose my fool mind?

This is beyond illiterate.  This is stoopidity.  That’s right, with 2 o’s.  That’s how stupid this is.  I mean, it doesn’t even start with the correct fucking letter people!!  Argh.  I might be having an aneurism right now.

Now, don’t get me wrong.  I’m not some sort of grammar nazi or anything.  Not that I don’t appreciate good grammar and well written text.  I was in fact an English Lit major and have an advanced degree in law.  I like words, peeps.  But I work in an environment where routinely if I can at least read it and make it out as english, I’m good.  I don’t expect brilliance here, just coherency. 

But this shit is just wrong on so many levels.  It just makes me sad for society as a whole.  Whoever wrote this does not even have basic skills to be functioning in society, in my opinion.  I mean, this person is working in an office building for christ sake.  Now, not everyone on my floor is an attorney, so it is most likely one of the customer service people or whatnot, but still.  STILL.  You have a job.  You are a professional.  You do not work at McDonald’s.  Hell, those high school kids working at MickyD’s could probably at least spell Broke.  Or at the VERY LEAST start the fucking word with a B! 

I think I need to go lay down now.  I may be hyperventilating. 

For sure I think something inside my head has just RROOK.

GAWD.

6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. hoodyhoo
    Jul 12, 2011 @ 08:30:25

    are you sure the sink wasn’t trying to play chess with you? like when people used to send each other postcards that said “Rook to King’s Pawn 4,” and some shit like that? Yeah, I’m old.

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  2. thoughtsappear
    Jul 12, 2011 @ 12:21:40

    I think my necklace is rrook…I mean, broke.

    Reply

  3. EarleyDaysYet
    Oct 06, 2011 @ 01:12:34

    Got here via WagTheDad – so glad I did! :-)

    @EarleyDaysYe
    @EarleyEditorial

    Reply

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