So I went to Seattle to have some dinner with family members visiting, and once again I got mildly obsessed with store-signs.
"Crate and Barrel." You'd think this was a store that sold crates and barrels and other containers, but no. What the hell?
"Tommy Bahama." I just don't believe that "Bahama" is Tommy's last name, so I don't go into the store. Plus Tommy won't even be there.
"Banana Republic." Can you get bananas or other produce in there? No! Again: what the hell?
"QFC." A supermarket chain in the Seattle Area. But when the letters cease to mean anything, I say it's time to rename the chain. Quite Forcefully Chic? Quit Focusing on Cosmetics? Quibble Feebly, Charles?
I think we need a National Renaming Month. If "banana" is in the title, pal, I better see some bananas. Know what I'm saying?
2 comments:
Punchy day at U-Village, eh, H?
That's a nice piece of detection-work. I forgot to mention Pottery Barn. Not a barn. No pottery. (We did get some great Italian food.)
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