I laughed the most I have ever laughed in Nebraska. And now Nebraska is on my Top 20 list of States Where I have Laughed the Most.
April 2, 2010
Sign at a rest stop somewhere along I-80 in Nebraska.
I laughed the most I have ever laughed in Nebraska. And now Nebraska is on my Top 20 list of States Where I have Laughed the Most.
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Do Not Wash Hair In Sinks
and on the inside wall....
Do Not Wash Feet In Commodes
If you are Congressman
Do not Tap Stall
Keep Eyes Away From Glory Holes
My wife found the 'no foot washing' signs on the bathroom sinks in Thailand quite humorous until I explained their religious significance. The pictograms were kind of amusing, still.
In olden times, there used to be signs in the men's restrooms that read 'Please do not throw your cigarette butts in the urinals - it makes them soggy and hard to light'. God, I hope they were kidding...
wv - cluch - in equally olden times, all cars used to have one of these.
This reminds me of Spader's Mens room wash in Sex Lies and Videotape (1989)
I broke down in Nebraska in a 1971 Fury III with three friends when I was 19, driving out to Vail to work. Never forget it. The driver's side window was plexiglass and duct tape, and for hours through flat as a pancake Nebraska, all three of us would bob up and down nonstop due to the shot suspension. We dropped a driveshaft in the middle of nowhere, had to walk two hours to the nearest service station, and another 8 hours waiting for a used driveshaft that showed up in flatbed with around 15 people on it from the junkyard. The mechanic asked "Did you hear a metal on metal grinding noise, or were just hoping it would go away?". He then asked how much money we had, and we pooled up around $600 between us, and he installed everything for under $250, with towing, which was a steal even back then. We would have been screwed without the generosity of that mechanic. That car always ran like shit, but out in Vail at 8000 feet it ran like a charm, where a lot of other people that drove out had problems with the altitude. Haha.
The homeless, or at least those that cannot afford motels, need to shampoo, bathe and shave where it's free. There are getting to be rules against everything.
traditionalguy, that was exactly my thought. I imagined a runaway girl, a homeless family, or a prostitute: all people who have nowhere else to go.
Okay, I give. This is funny why? People do wash their hair in rest stop sinks, as well as the sinks in service station restrooms and road-side restaurants.
But rest stop plumbing is often not quite up to dealing with hair and shampoo.
Hmm. I've seen a "no bathing" sign in a women's restroom. I think it was in the public law library in Santa Ana, California.
Well, what kind of highfalutin rest stop is that?
You Breck it
you own it
My favorite restroom sign? In New York's Penn Station, in the men's room in the LIRR concourse - an absolute vision of hell - there is a stern warning that it is illegal for more than one person to be in a toilet stall at the same time, except in the case of assisting a child or disabled person.
Peter
It's funny because Althouse could never imagine herself in that situation.
"It's funny because Althouse could never imagine herself in that situation."
That's because Ann Althouse makes $170,00 a year as a government employee and is guaranteed tenure and a generous pension for the rest of her life.
This post is the saddest thing I think Ann Althouse has ever written.
Have you no shame, Ann?
Can you not imagine yourself in the situation many of your non-government employed neighbors are in.
You make an appallingly sickeningly high salary forcibly taken from your neighbors' endeavors and you laugh when you see signs that prevent those you've helped make homeless to have an ounce of dignity by washing themselves in a public bathroom?
God you can be a fucking ugly bitch sometimes.
And this is one of those time.
I suggest you find a mirror somewhere and look into it.
I've re-enabled Ad Block on your website.
I can imagine a woman driving through and wanting to get a little cleaner before she gets where she's going, but there's something about the idea that screams Grapes of Wrath.
The sign just says don't wash your hair in the sink. If you're at a rest stop in Nebraska - you probably got there in a car, which means you can spend a small amount of money and buy a bucket and wash your hair somewhere else.
I'm confused. If you went into a public restroom and found hair in the sink, why on earth would you be tempted to wash it?
Teabonically Incorrect?
It could be grammatically incorrect because "to wash one's hair" it should be a reflexive verb: "Do Not Wash Your Hair In Sinks". However, it could also mean "Do Not Wash Your Kid's Hair In Sink".
The context is clear.
I'm looking for the joke with a microscope.
My college had gone co-ed just a few years before I arrived. There was a legend among the boys that a girl had been discovered washing her hair in a urinal.
I imagine some people stopping at Nebraskan rest stops have spent a very long time in the car and might want to take the opportunity to wash up a bit. I expect the professor understands, given the road trip she's just taken.
"New "Hussein" Ham", Jesus, glad to see you embrace your inner asshole. Nothing quite like hiding behind a keyboard.
As a native Nebraskan, and former owner of a state park concession, I feel I may have something to contribute to this thread...
Other signs we might need:
"please do not chop up picnic tables for firewood"
"if you don't have four dollars for a Nebraska state park permit [which includes the use of showers], keep driving - Iowa park admission is free"
"hair-washing is allowed at the Omaha Public Library, thanks to court rulings preventing the ejection of homeless people"
I was alone in a VA rest stop (remember those?) with two Middle-eastern-appearing young men when one of them proceeded to lift a foot into the basin and to wash it while the other gave me a hard "what-are-you-going-to-do-about-it?" stare.
"Where did your long hair go?
Where is the girl I used to know?"
Meade, that was a good one. Lots of old goats in that link.
For my high school love -- then and now.
I hope she Cs this.
She asks me why...I'm just a hairy guy
I'm hairy noon and night; Hair that's a fright.
I'm hairy high and low,
Don't ask me why; don't know!
It's not for lack of bread
Like the Grateful Dead; darling
Call me hirsuitor, soully.
Ann, my husband and I stayed for a folklore fair in a region known for its great hunting and fishing. We stayed in a fishing lodge/hotel. There was literally a sign in the rooms that said, "Please do not clean fish in hotel sinks." I took a picture of it because I thought it was so funny.
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