Like I said, I am a great fan of signs. I made this sign for Marie because she needed something appropriately British and pink to pick her up post-surgery. I found this sign to be of great comfort to me moving towards a new fall semester. I post signs when I have to take lunch at my desk, so that people know I’m unavailable. I post a sign when I run to the laundry so people know where I am. Signs are meant to be read, and more importantly heeded.
Now, would someone please explain to me how this one ended up in Lt. South’s office? And is anyone else wondering what on earth goes on in this office over the weekends?