Posts Tagged secret messages

Caribou Coffee has some gimmick right now where you write the answer to the question “What do you stay awake for?” on a post-it and stick it to the counter to share with your fellow patrons. 99% of them say “my kids” or “Jesus” and so they are pretty easy to skim through while you wait for your Iced-Tea:

I kept reading this one over and over at the coffee shop this morning because it sounded so awkwardly written and I wasn’t sure I understood it. Especially the “Joe Our Boy” section. And I kept reading the goofy looking Gs as being 6s. I even had to say it aloud a few times to see if I could parse it out. Then suddenly the letters J-O-B stuck out. And then I solved the rest of the puzzle:

I suppose it may not have been intentional and it’s just my own filthy mind? Either that or someone is a total closet perv. I think it might be the old guy in the corner who is NEVER not here and gives me creepy looks all the time. It kinda reminds me of this photo that circulated the web a couple weeks ago: