Every time I ride in a Philadelphia taxicab, I burst into tears. I sob, tear at my hair, clasp my chest in agony. "Why, oh why must we show our ignorance to the world?" I sob.
The brand-spanking-new, high-tech, fancypants credit card machines just installed in each and every taxi in our fair city flashes a major grammatical error.
Until today, my sadness about this atrocity has kept me silent with grief. But I see that Phillyist.com has caught the error as well.
"Trips Over $25 Requires A Signature."
For shame.
The brand-spanking-new, high-tech, fancypants credit card machines just installed in each and every taxi in our fair city flashes a major grammatical error.
Until today, my sadness about this atrocity has kept me silent with grief. But I see that Phillyist.com has caught the error as well.
"Trips Over $25 Requires A Signature."
For shame.
3 comments:
That would annoy the shit out of me, too. I find myself cringing whenever I see signage that has a misspelling or a grammatical error. Do these people not proofread?!
Philadephia.
Milllion.
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