Adventures In Goat World

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Numb13rs

They painted the outside of my building in early January, and they took the numbers off the doors when they painted.

I've been without numbers for a couple weeks now, which was fun when I tried to order in and had to explain to order-takers where in my building my apartment is, only to have them repeatedly fail to relay this information to the drivers actually delivering my food.

I was happy to see numbers back on my building when I returned home Friday night, but something was a bit off when I got to my apartment:


I wasn't alone. Almost everyone else with a 1 in their apartment number ended up with the same black one with their silver last number. Well, Apartment 11 just got two black ones, and then the folks next door to me got off easiest:


At least to the unobservant or colorblind, theirs look normal. Mine look like the numbers on a cheap motel in a bad horror movie.

They're a sign that you should yell at the screen, admonishing the idiot characters not to enter, because there's totally a guy with a hook inside waiting to disembowel them.

Labels: ,