Luckily, the 7-year-old had no interest in magnets. Had she asked about it, I’m not sure how I would’ve answered. The college version of me thought it was hilarious, though. (Yes, that’s the same version of me that bought a shot glass that said, “Not tonight, dear. I’m on deadline.”)
Perhaps I’m “more evolved” now.
Perhaps the capitalization error just sucks the fun out of what I would otherwise find humorous.
Perhaps I’m just a little unsure of what these renters are suggesting people do in their house with an occupancy of 18?
I’m fine with the “No Shirt, No Shoes, No Problem” sign in my beach house!