I failed a fourth grade spelling test so badly the teacher called my mom, and I’ve been running from the word necessary ever since. So when I look at spelling fails, I’m not laughing from above, I’m laughing from inside the ditch with everybody else. Somebody printed these, laminated them and hung them up with pride, which is more follow-through than I’ve ever had. This one’s for the brave.

Close enough. Everyone stobbed.




Sibling warfare, now in print.




Filling prescriptions, emotionally.


Skynet, but make it grammar.


Philly got into the Italian food.



Great for the skin, terrible for the worms.


Mashed, but make it swampy.


Breakfast for carnivores.




If there's a fire, it'll mumble.


Et tu, crouton?



The food labels hit hardest, because somebody in a kitchen was clearly having the worst shift of their life. Rantch, marsh potao and oatmeat all have the energy of a guy holding a Sharpie and a grudge. I’ve committed grammar fails in texts to my landlord that were way worse, so I’m not judging the cook. I’m judging whoever read it back and said ship it.
Then there are the funny signs, which are worse because they’re permanent. Someone had to pick out every plastic letter for a sign that says stob, then step back and admire it. A pharmacy wall lost its first letter and just kept going like nothing happened. That’s the confidence I want in my life: zero doubt, full commitment, and a whole parking lot as witnesses.
We don’t pass these around to feel smart. Every one of us has hit send on something humiliating, and seeing funny typos blown up on a giant sign makes our own mistakes feel small and forgivable. Also, the sign guy is never getting fired, and honestly, that’s the most beautiful part.
Somewhere a label maker is printing oatmeat again, and nobody is going to stop it.
If you want more proof that proofreading is dying, 24 Grammar Fails That Turned One Tiny Typo Into A Whole Crime Scene is right up your alley, and Funny Signs For People Who Love A Warning That Raises More Questions picks up where the stob sign left off. Read slowly. Somebody should.
Jake Parker writes about memes, signs and the handwritten buffet labels that make you trust the food a little less.





