As if the whole thing wasn’t funny enough by itself:

Brian points out a very good point: “

Love that it’s done by “Proffessional Signs”. Their website says:

“We’ll make a sign that effectively relays your company’s image, while also serving as a constant advertisement – literally attracting customers to your door.”

A sign company misspelling their own name on a sign speaks volumes too.”

Seriously…can someone tell me where I can get a job where I can Eff up that bad and still get to keep my job?  Because I want that job.

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In other non-penis news (aw and groan!), I haven’t decided if I fully like this online hybrid stats class.  So far, it’s not so bad.  Last night I sat at home, listened to the lecture, took notes, paused when I needed to, and went back when I needed to.  Today I sat in my office and repeated the above.  So far, I get it.  It makes sense.  And I like this pause capability.  I don’t know if my mind will change should something arise that I don’t understand.  But for now?  It’s…not so bad.

And I got a 90 on my first assignment.  Woo!  Go me!

(Seriously.  Me getting an A in anything math related is like a novice climber summiting Everest on their first climb ever.  It doesn’t happen).

Tomorrow is the first round of speeches for my class.  So far they’re a little more on the quiet side than I’d like, although I think if I can figure out how to peak their interest enough, I’ve got three (possibly 4) guys that will take the ball and run.  However, my “Arachibutyrophobia” girl (that means ‘afraid of peanut butter – seriously – and thanks to LJ for finding that one out!) didn’t say much today – but at one point in the class she pulled her shirt up and fiddled with her belly button ring.

Ummmm…..?