Editor's Query: Tell us about a time when ... you misunderstood an advertisement
The year was 1988; the place, a hardware store in Brookline, Mass. I was a young grad student studying geography, so when I spotted a sign in the storefront window announcing "globe on sale," I was naturally intrigued.
After spending several minutes in the store searching fruitlessly for the globes, I went to the cashier for help: "Where are the globes that are on sale?"
The bewildered cashier asked me what globes I was talking about. I pointed to the sign; she pointed to a stack of newspapers.
"Oh! It's the Boston Globe that's on sale," she said.
I turned away, feeling a mix of frustration, exasperation and wonder. Was I, a Ghanaian less than six months into my stay in the United States, cut out for this land where advertisements didn't mean what they said?
The worst part is that the same thing happened to me again, in the same store, just a few months later.
This time, the advertisement touted "All Detergent On Sale." You can imagine my surprise when the bottle of Tide I picked up was not, in fact, on sale. The sale only applied to the "All" brand.
After the second incident, I realized that I couldn't take a single sign at face value: Twenty years of speaking the Queen's English hadn't prepared me for the ins and outs of American "English."
Felix Ammah-Tagoe, Silver Spring
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