Despite more blessings than we can count, it’s often those “strange sightings” while out and about that draw our attention.
I wonder what images they’d spot to “shoot and share” if they wandered our schools.
Maybe they already do… and I’m not noticing.
But I believe that mall managers and store owners aren’t the only ones who should make it a practice to proofread signs and note where they’re posted.
The shopper who posted this photo thought this was a gigantic boo-boo.
I’m not so speedy-kwik to judge, though.
I think the sign’s attempt at humor is a clue that one of us – a real-world school communicator – was moonlighting in the mall’s PR department and this sign was anything but an unintended blunder.
Just another example of one of our tribe injecting a dose of fun into an assigned task.
The photo below is actually one I took myself on Saturday afternoon.
For your eyes only, so to speak.
Unlike the escalator sign, I didn’t find it very funny.
It brought back too many fond memories.
As an old-guy dad with three grown daughters, I’m glad that way back in the days of yore every annual visit to Santa was a special moment.
It was an experience I never would’ve wanted to “fast pass,” even it meant standing in line for a while.
I honestly don’t know how millennial dads do it today.
I think they’re “fast passing” past something wonderful they don’t even know they’re missing.
I know I sometimes I needed those long waits to deal with those understandable nervous jitters, the first-time fearful tears, and the utter lack-of-confidence about what to say to Santa.
But my little girls were troopers.
They got me through it!