Following up on this post from a couple weeks ago, I’ve found another place that takes “ha ha” as its name. Strangely enough, I saw both of these signs on the same road trip. This one was somewhere on route 915, near New Horton, NB.
I take it naming a cemetery “Ha Ha” wasn’t seen as odd in 1800. According to this page and this historical map, the nearby bay was once called “Haw Haw Bay.” This page, meanwhile (copied from a plaque on the site I think) says that the name comes from a first nations word for the call of a loon. Apparently New Horton Lake was also once called “Ha Ha Lake,” but at some point they realized the name needed to change.
Can’t believe this is real. Who named this place?
I love this picture.
First, because the name is amazing. Not only is it Big Daddy’s, but it’s a lounge. So much better than an internet cafe.
Second, because of the cartoon face, which I presume is based upon a real person who calls himself Big Daddy.
Third, because they are selling PCs for $99.
Fourth, because they unnecessarily used an apostrophe on PCs.
Fifth, because the unnecessary apostrophe is upside down and backwards, meaning they are re-using a comma as an apostrophe (thanks to Anney for pointing that out to me!).
On Coxwell just north of Queen.
Would you buy your computer from an antique dealer? The odd combination of merchandise reminds me of Bakewell Auto Parts and Pet Supplies.
This place, which actually seems to do alright, is on Danforth between Woodbine and Coxwell. I love that it’s an “enterprise”. That really sets them apart from the computer-and-antique competition.
I wonder if you can get old Commodore 64s in there, or 5 inch floppy disks…
What makes somebody want to sell both antiques and computers? Maybe it’s just really hard to make it in the antique market, because just around the corner is a place advertising “Hair Cutting & Antiques.”
Do you think they use antique scissors? Straight razors?
This is long overdue – it’s been way too long since I posted some funny signs. Samantha and I were recently in the UK for a holiday, and I spotted these gems.
First, a Scottish pun:
You’d think the Scots would be an unwelcoming bunch, since they’ve embrace the thistle as a national symbol. But we found them to be quite friendly. This is from the Royal Mile, in Edinburgh.
Here’s a winner from town of Windermere in the Lake District. No, “booze” does not mean something else in Britain.
This sign makes me laugh now that I’m at home and no longer have to drive on roads that are 6’6″ wide. At the time, I was terrified.
I’m not sure who thought this would be a good name for a park. Of course, the “Christ” here is Christ’s College, Cambridge, not Jesus Christ. Still makes me laugh.
Hmm…that font and colour scheme looks familiar. Guess they haven’t caught up with KFC’s new branding. Somewhere in London, spotted from a double decker bus.
I guess there are finally enough Canadian ex-pats in London to keep this place going!
My wife and I spotted this sign while on vacation in the Peak District.
Doesn’t this strike you as a bit of an odd combination? Auto parts and pet supplies? Who buys their cat food and oil filters from the same guy?
I would have thought that the lovely town of Bakewell, Derbyshire was big enough to have separate auto parts and pet supplies stores.
As soon as you cross the border into upstate New York, you know you are in a strange land.
To understand this post you’ve got to understand a bit about what it is like to work in a Thrift Store.
The job of sorting through people’s donations is interesting, but kind of like shopping at a garage sale – most of the stuff is junk, and you’ve got to be willing to sort through the garbage to find something good. Actually, the odds of finding something good might be a bit lower than your average garage sale, because often people who have garage sales wait until their stuff is picked over, and then they donate it to The Salvation Army.
So once in a while you find something good. But on very rare occasions, the staff and volunteers who are sorting through donations come across something so great, or so precious, that they decide to keep in on permanent display in the store, rather than selling it for a few bucks.
While I was working for The Salvation Army in the Quinte Region, we opened a new Thrift Store and Family Services facility in Campbellford. It is a really cool buidling – formerly a baptist church, which was converted into a flower shop before it was leased to the Army (hence the painted flowers below the windows, which the landlord would not let us remove!).
During the grand opening, my brother happened to notice this doll sitting behind the counter, prominently marked “Not For Sale.” I find it hilarious that someone thought this doll was so amazing that they just couldn’t bear to part with it. You know what they say about one man’s junk…
If it was me, I would not want that doll staring at the back of my head while I worked the cash register. I think it might give me nightmares. It looks like something out of a horror movie.
I found this sign in Perth on the weekend. “McLean Insurance: GREAT RATES, Award-Winning Service, FREE Pizza.” The three things everyone is looking for in an insurance company!
Would you make a decision on something as important as an insurance policy on the basis of an offer of free pizza?
I guess it would depend on how good the pizza was. If it was from the Goodwood Oven, just up the street, I might be tempted!
Found at Danforth and Linsmore.
These guys are so much classier than the competition.
I love how they even worked in the Canadian flag. The imitation is more blatant (and less puzzling) than Coffee Lime.