Showing posts with label parade. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parade. Show all posts

Monday, July 20, 2009

No pee zone. Thank you.

On Saturday we walked up to the catch the gay pride parade. I must say that compared to the one other time I've gone, it was quite a let down. What I remembered were extravagant floats with thumping sound systems and boisterous, half-naked people of all preferences schooling the crowd on how to properly kick off an afternoon. What I saw were trucks barely covered with scribbled-on, hastily attached cardboard and people with megaphones shouting garbled chants. Of course, we didn't stay for the whole thing; perhaps the good floats had already passed. But from what I saw, I'd give it a C+ on level of entertainment.

What I did find entertaining was a little white sign with black lettering placed neatly on the manicured lawn of an art-deco apartment building. It said: "No pee zone. Thank you."

On a normal day, I would have assumed this was directed at dog owners. On that day, I wasn't totally sure. Regardless, I was struck by the politeness of the sign. I've seen other signs meant to protect precious green grass from death by urination, but they took a much different approach:
  • "Keep the pee in the park."
  • "My lawn is not your dog's toilet."
  • "Pick up your dog crap. I'm watching from the house." (Seriously!)
By comparison, I was struck by this delightfully pleasant declaration. There was just one problem: the text was only on one side. Walking away, we passed by a hairy retriever, and on a hunch, I turned around in time to see him taking a leak just inches from the blank white sign.

Next time, zone wisely.