Cutting Crew

Meghan, who spotted this apostrophe catastrophe at Hobby Lobby, deemed it "painful."


I would have to agree. Someone ought to use the cutter's to cut out the catastrophe from that sign.

Thanks, Meghan!

Infiltrate the Dancefloor

If there's one thing I love more than proper punctuation, it's gay men. So one of my favorite concepts is Guerrilla Queer Bar. You see, I like the dance, but I don't like the kind of straight men who go out dancing in Boston. So, GQB is perfect for me because I get to dance with a lot of hot men and not worry that any of them are going to roofie me.

This month's GQB was at Tequila Rain and featured dancing to "Bad Romance" and an apostrophe catastrophe on the bathroom sign.


Shout out to all my mens! I love you guys!

Putting the Ass Back in Assembly

Delphine from Lancaster, Penn., writes, "We have a lot of churches around here who tell us what to do and how to behave. But the Lord didn't teach them how to spell...."


Committing an apostrophe catastrophe is a mortal sin, as far as I'm concerned.

Thanks, Delphine!

Apostrophe Catastrophes Make Donkeys Sad

Chris found this sign at Grease Wood Flat in Arizona:


"Even the donkey seems upset by the sign," Chris writes.

Poor donkey...

Thanks, Chris!

Learn to Share, Girl!

David writes, "This public toilet at Monocacy Park apparently belongs to a particular girl and no one else can use it."


How could she be so selfish?

Thanks, David!

Spooky Scary Catastrophe

Happy Halloween, readers! I hope you all have exciting plans for debauchery this evening. If you're in Boston, I would suggest avoiding the place that ran the following ad in the Improper Bostonian, for obvious reasons.


I consulted with my friend Louisa on this one to make sure it wasn't referring to "The Jock's Halloween Party," but we concluded that "The Jock" is not pictured in the ad. I think it would be kind of hard to be an athlete with that much silicone in your chest.

Trick or treat!

Victory at the Boston Garden

As you may have seen in this entry from last December, the bathrooms at the Boston Garden were riddled with apostrophe catastrophes. But last night, as I ran past the concession stands to make it to my seat in time for tip-off, I noticed that they had fixed the punctuation errors!

Before:

After:

Congrats to the TD Garden on a rare apostrophe success -- and to the Celtics on their trouncing of the Bulls.

Boy's, Boy's, Boy's

Lady Gaga would not approve of this sign because she knows that one boy is never enough.


Thanks to Brian for sending in this apostrophe catastrophe that he found at an amusement park.

Happy Halloween to all my readers! If any of you dress as a punctuation mark for Halloween, be sure to take a photo and send it to me.

Teach Your Children Well

Melissa from Utah wrote that her younger brother found this apostrophe catastrophe at his school:


Shortly thereafter, Melissa's mom found an apostrophe catastrophe at a salon in town that is owned by someone who graduated from the high school where the filing-cabinet catastrophe was spotted.



Melissa concludes that it's not entirely the salon owner's fault because she was never taught proper punctuation. I would have to agree.

Thanks, Melissa and Melissa's mom and brother!

Work Menu Catastrophe

A friend of mine who prefers to remain nameless has been annoyed by the apostrophe catastrophes on the menus at her office for months now. I'm sure she's not the only one who is annoyed because she works at a publishing company! She writes, "A building full of editors and copyeditors and proofreaders and no one lets them know there's no apostrophe in omelets?!"


They also spell "swordfish" wrong. And why is "A" capitalized in left side?

Thanks, mystery person!

I Need to Recharge My Brain

Today's entry comes to us from a blog reader named Ramesh in Chennai, India. This is one of the worst multiple apostrophe catastrophes I've seen in a while. Readers, prepare yourself for the horror.


The word "accessories" manages to remain free from spelling and punctuation errors, but almost every other word on the sign is wrong.

Time for a cooldrink, indeed.

Thanks, Ram!

It Is for Waitresses'

Emily from St. Louis found this apostrophe catastrophe in a bar the other night and says she was "appalled."


The sign is pretty hideous; I think the font is just as appalling as the apostrophe catastrophe. Some might argue that the apostrophe implies that the area beyond the sign belongs to waitresses only, but I don't think that's what the sign makers had in mind, so I declare it a catastrophe. Not that I'm a psychic or anything. What do you think, readers?

Thanks, Emily!

Mushroom Lover Is...

Nicholina took this photo of a tray at a Carl's Jr. location in Singapore:


The punctuation is appalling, but that photo is making me hungry.

Thanks, Nicholina!

Seventy-Five Percent Wrong

Jim was shocked when he noticed that three out of the four words on this sign contained apostrophe catastrophes.


As we know, mens and womens are not words, but what if the store is owned by more than one guy name Gary? Jim called the store to investigate and learned that there is only one Gary. Maybe Gary should hire someone else named Gary to help him proofread.

Thanks, Jim!

Gaga Ooh-La-La

Ever since I heard "Bad Romance" for the first time yesterday, it has become difficult for me to accomplish anything besides listening to it on repeat and (mostly successfully) trying to avoid dancing in my cubicle. So, in honor of Lady Gaga (and certain friends of mine who knew she was brilliant all along), today's chosen apostrophe catastrophe is the ubiquitous womens error. Reminder: women is already plural; womens is not a word.

My friend Merry took this photo at Wonder Bar in Allston, which happens to be across the street from one of her previous apostrophe catastrophes, Blanchard's.


Thanks, Merry! It has been too long since I posted one of your catastrophes.