Come Back, Lime Sherbet Green

The title of this post is in honor of my beautiful wife. And, sorry, only she'll get the reference. Moving on. . .

There are some things I don't understand. And, sometimes it's good to just get them off my chest after they've been sitting there a while. So, here goes:

The other day, the marquee on a local Burger King was advertising "free peppers on any sandwich." Now, I'm in marketing but I just don't get this. Hot peppers? Green peppers? Red peppers? And, is that really something I want on a Whopper? Is it enough to make me pull in just for that? I don't think so.

There's a sign near one of the busiest intersections in our town that says "Church entrance, 73 feet." I'm not kidding and someday I'll post a picture to prove it. I pass this often and have many times noticed that by the time I've processed the wording on the sign, I've already sped by the entrance. What's the point? Only God knows apparently.

Must we install the sewer covers (notice the politically-correct reference to manhole covers) always in the exact spot that my wheels are regularly traveling on the damn street? Honestly. Is there a highway engineer somewhere who supervises road installation and says "Yup, that's where the wheels will be, make sure you put 'em there." Aaargh!

I'm feeling much better now.