San Francisco Happy Hour Apostrophe Catastrophe

The Castro on a Sunday afternoon feels like an alternate universe in which everyone is attractive and stylish and goes dancing after brunch. But apparently afternoon cocktails may interfere with proper punctuation and spelling.


Much like the diversity of San Francisco, this sign has it all: an apostrophe catastrophe, a random closed parentheses, a misspelling, spacing issues, and inconsistent use of exclamation points.

It's raining catastrophes! Hallelujah!

Big Loser Catastrophe

My friend/former coworker Amy sent in this badly punctuated book cover:



We think the exclamation point is OK for emphasis, but there should also be a question mark there. Interrobang!

Thanks, Amy!

Make Mine a Double

Merry found a double apostrophe catastrophe in Allston on voting day.


Well, I suppose apostrophe catastrophe isn't quite accurate since the sign is missing a comma and an exclamation point, but you know what I mean. Merry and I agree that the sign should say, "Speak Up, Allston! Vote!"

Thanks, Merry!

No! Men Allowed!

Jen found this badly punctuated sign on the door of a gas station bathroom in Texas:


The improperly placed exclamation point implies that men are allowed in the women's bathroom. Perhaps these are the same men who were working in this gym locker room.

Thanks to Jen for sending in the first exclamation point catastrophe!