Facing the main street at a church up the road from here is one of those illuminated signboards with the movable letters. For years, it amused me with its inadvertent proclamation:

SUN.WORSHIP
10-11 WEEKLY
ALL WELCOME

I’d always had to resist stealing the punctuation. “Get thee behind me, Loki!” I’d say quietly under my breath. And somehow I forbore.

Evidently, however, I was not the only one who interpreted the sign that way. So it’s been changed:

SUNDAY
WORSHIP 10-11
ALL WELCOME

But I still wonder if it bothers them that they’ve just abstracted the misunderstanding by one level. After all, the word “Sunday” originates in Pagan sun worship (refs: here which links to other sources, and numerous others).

This was being shouted into a telephone so loudly that I heard it through the office door as I passed along in the hallway:

“No, not now! I’m not going to negotiatiate, I’m late for meditation!”

Cubicle-dweller 1: So, it’s 230a, not 230?
Cubicle-dweller 2: Well, technically it’s 230a, but there is no 230b.

The absurdity of Human Endeavor sometimes emerges in unexpected ways, and often surprises me.